ShadowClan's Liberation

[BEAR.]

[ Please abstain from posting here until Grousestar and Blazingnight arrive. This takes place in ShadowClan's Clearing. ]

[The Cannibal]

After the final liberation of Riverclan, Grousestar barely had time to rest, not that he could anyways, he was filled with adrenaline from the battle and the constant worry of his warriors and how they were faring, but he knew that they didn’t have much time to delay, they needed to get this done as quickly as possible so that the other leaders didn’t have time to hear about the group liberating each clan and group up against them. It was easier to take them down if they didn’t know and were only one group of followers and a leader.
Breathing carefully, the brown tabby passed over the border of Shadowclan, remember that Mapledash had stated that this land was marshy and muddy, though was more like a swamp rather than how Riverclan’s territory had been.
But that didn’t matter, they were going to carry this liberation out just like they did with Riverclan, it would take place in the camp which would obviously be the driest area, they wouldn’t have their elders or warriors or kits sleeping in damp locations, that, and it allowed for the Skyclan cat’s to have a fair fight, the camp was usually enclosed, they wouldn’t be running out into the territory to fight, territory that they didn’t know but the enemy did, they would be fighting on level ground.
Soon enough, he came marching into the Shadowclan camp, in a fashion much like he did with the Riverclan camp, yowling out for all of the cat’s of Shadowclan to hear.

“Cat’s of Shadowclan hear me! I am Grousestar of Skyclan and I am here to liberate you of your leader Blazingnight, and her treacherous followers! We are here to fight for Starclan! So you’re either with us, or against us, you may follow that rat or you may fight for your ancestors that have never failed you, your choice, but we will fight until the clan has been purged of its evil!”
He yowled out, deciding to be quick and to the point on this one, no need in trying to talk it out because he’s found out that it doesn’t work. This would always result in fighting for these Dark Forest followers were not diplomatic, it would be a simple waste of breath if he tried to talk them down.

[Ever]

Blazingnight smelled them before they arrived, though she'd smelled them and known trouble was brewing a day earlier on the border. The dark tabby twitched with a certain excitement. She'd always loved battle, the adrenaline, the taste of fear and strength on the air. It was an electric sensation that washed over her in battle, made her forget about all the rest. Though this battle was more than powered by her will to protect her clan, she had her whole world tucked in her, and she wouldn't see it destroyed. Her kits weren't even apprentices yet, she needed to be there for them. She wanted to watch them grow, mentor them, pick their warrior names and burst with fondness alongside their father. Her golden eyes revealed her inner turmoil as she stood there, in the clearing hearing the approaching sounds of the warriors surrounding her clan.
As their leader stepped into the clearing it gave her a sense of confidence. He was out of breath almost, his clanmates behind him scratched up and in the same state. They must have attacked Riverclan. This realization sunk into her quick and fast as she stared at the strangers with a tight sense of calm before the battle. Since they were here they must have defeated her allies. If they could even be called such. Her lips curled into a snarl and she bared her teeth as they announced their purpose here. Her thick tail lashed behind her. She was short a few lives already, but that didn't bother her. Nothing would stop her, or her clan. She glanced around quickly though, Burdockclaw and the kits were still in her den. She swallowed hard and pinned her ears, returning quickly to the fierce cat that was leading her clan to battle.
"Shadowclan! Attack these invaders!" She yowled above the sounds of the other clan tearing through the bushes and brambles. "Show them our strength! We don't need Starclan!" She finished before running through the clearing and straight into the greedy claws of her opponents. How dare this foreign clan invade, through the 'good of Starclan'. Her chest was on fire and her golden-red eyes ablaze as she rushed on their leader.

[Mango]

Cucumberpickle cocked his head in amusement at Blazingnight, but saw the scrawny warrior," heh... They don't stand a chance!" He decided ( open)

[Gusty]

{Open; I would like for him to get involved.}
Mintpaw raced forwards, taking pleasure in being one of the first ShadowClan apprentices fighting in this spectacular battle. He knew nothing much about the Evil Era, as he was quite young, but he was willing to follow Blazingnight's orders. After all, the leader had brought strength to ShadowClan and helped rebuild them into a stronger society.

"Yes, Blazingnight! Hhhhra!" The tabby tom yowled, as a battle cry, launching himself into the midst of battle boldly. He was not afraid of showing his moves off, or clawing a SkyClan warrior in the face. All he cared about was his clan... and he'd protect it forever. Why did SkyClan have the authority to fight anyhow? Shouldn't they know that Shadow was the most fierce, ferocious clan in the pine forest? Such mouse-brains.

[Casual Scribbles]

Burrpaw looked up in surprise at the sudden announcement. Had StarClan sent these SkyClan cats? They had said StarClan went all dark and creepy when the leaders came into power. But he didn't think Blazingnight could possibly be evil. Yet, he could not deny StarClan, and Blazingnight had just cast them aside like they were no more than a stone. He stood. "For StarClan!" He meowed.

[Momotaro]

Bumbleleap looked up at the strange cat, freedom... My kits can live in a safe, Starclan believing world! "I do not know who this cat is, but I do know one thing, I will fight for Starclan for my kits. I will gladly fight my own clan if it means my freinds and family will be safe! I will never bow down to Blazingnight again, viva la revolution!" With that out the way, the silver tabby placed himself within sky clans ranks.

(Open RP)

[goddess of ducks]

@Cloudy (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=15) @Empress Of Evil (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=35)
Rusticash dashed into the clearing. He saw Blazingnight as she called her warriors against the intruders. His hackles rose as he saw the numerous cats ready to fight them. Skyclan? Who the heck is Skyclan? HE thought in confusion. The red marbled tom raced to his leader's side, ready to fight along side her. This is what he believed, what he trained for, and he was ready for every moment of it.


@Lonestar23 (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=42)
Graypaw gazed in horror as the new cats came upon them. He looked to Blazingnight instinctively, but remembered, she was against him personally. There was no way he could not believe in Starclan. Besides, it's where his sister was, and he had to hold onto the hope that he would see her again one day. HE listened to the Skyclan leader, hope swelling inside him. We're not alone! The long haired gray tom slipped to the side of the Clearing and made his way over to Skyclan's side, making it obvious by his posture he was on their side, not Blazingnight's.
Gusty
Robinblaze spotted the apprentice rooting for Blazingnight. He growled and lunged himself at the cat. He toppled over the cat, bringing them both to the ground. "How dare you support the one who is destroying our home!" The dappled tom cat hissed. He had had enough of these evil cats taking over. HE missed his old friend who was evicted from the Clan because of her. Blazingnight had said Halestorm and Smokepaw were taken away by Twolegs, but he knew that if she saw that, then she did nothing to help them, no matter what lies she told the others.

[The Cannibal]

Blazingnight smelled them before they arrived, though she'd smelled them and known trouble was brewing a day earlier on the border. The dark tabby twitched with a certain excitement. She'd always loved battle, the adrenaline, the taste of fear and strength on the air. It was an electric sensation that washed over her in battle, made her forget about all the rest. Though this battle was more than powered by her will to protect her clan, she had her whole world tucked in her, and she wouldn't see it destroyed. Her kits weren't even apprentices yet, she needed to be there for them. She wanted to watch them grow, mentor them, pick their warrior names and burst with fondness alongside their father. Her golden eyes revealed her inner turmoil as she stood there, in the clearing hearing the approaching sounds of the warriors surrounding her clan.
As their leader stepped into the clearing it gave her a sense of confidence. He was out of breath almost, his clanmates behind him scratched up and in the same state. They must have attacked Riverclan. This realization sunk into her quick and fast as she stared at the strangers with a tight sense of calm before the battle. Since they were here they must have defeated her allies. If they could even be called such. Her lips curled into a snarl and she bared her teeth as they announced their purpose here. Her thick tail lashed behind her. She was short a few lives already, but that didn't bother her. Nothing would stop her, or her clan. She glanced around quickly though, Burdockclaw and the kits were still in her den. She swallowed hard and pinned her ears, returning quickly to the fierce cat that was leading her clan to battle.
"Shadowclan! Attack these invaders!" She yowled above the sounds of the other clan tearing through the bushes and brambles. "Show them our strength! We don't need Starclan!" She finished before running through the clearing and straight into the greedy claws of her opponents. How dare this foreign clan invade, through the 'good of Starclan'. Her chest was on fire and her golden-red eyes ablaze as she rushed on their leader.
The brown tabby had a feeling that their presence wasn't exactly unknown, their scent was surely recognizable among the more usual scents and could easily be picked out, but at this point in time, he wasn't going for the element of surprise. He was here to end with as quickly as he could and as soundly as he could. The Riverclan Liberation had gone better than he expected with less casualties than he thought and he was hoping that the purging of this clan would go as smoothly as the other, the thought giving him courage and hope and he clung to it. It renewed his energy and helped to dull the ache of a few scratches that parted his brown fur on his shoulder.
Glaring defiantly at the she-cat as she yowled out for her followers to do battle against the clan and coalition, he knew that Blazingnight would be his first target, it was a cat the he knew for certain was a dark forest follower and obviously was not a good cat, not that he would have much of a choice with whom he was doing battle with thought, she was already racing for him.
As time almost felt like it slowed, Grousestar stood there for a moment, dragging in a slow, careful breath and watching the she-cat's movements. She was charging at him head on, though he knew that she was likely a decently smart cat, she wouldn't just charge straight on, she'd jump to one side at the last minute in order to try and catch him off guard. But which way would she veer?
Emerald eyes analyzing, he decided not to stand and wait, but act. This was a time of acting. Time exploded back into it's normal pace, his body bounding forward, straight at the evil leader, his head lowered and his ears flattened, green eyes focused on Blazingnight before he dove low, launching towards he paws, aiming to crash into them so that she'd go slamming into the ground, perhaps even stunning her, while allowing him to be able to quickly get up afterwards and launch his own offensive game. But that's if it does as he wants. If Blazingnight should be expecting this, she could launch herself into the air moments before the tom slams into her paws.

[mapledash]

Mapledash stood again at the side of grousestar, his fur still bloody from his last battle, but he had to keep going, they all had to continue untill the forest was rid of every supporters. He folded his ears back at the hostility already rising. Typical shadowclan. "They seem more eager for a battle than riverclan, this time their leader is there, she's cheering her troops. It won't be as simple to convince them as last time, I'm affraid" he meowed to grousestar, warning him to stay on his guards at all time. Shadowclan was the kind of warriors to spread and surround his opponents, he knew that very well. A tactic that work pretty well in higher number, but this time, they had half on the riverclan cats, who were volunteers to fight with them.

"At least you have more honnor than bucknight, blazingnight, you won't hide and let your warriors fight for you. It is admireable. Now in this same sense of honor, step down and let your joug end without harm, you do not belong as a leader as long as you deny your warrior ancestors, as long as you turn your back on starclan!" he growled accusingly.
(dang it took too long to post, put that behind the fighting sequence)
~~

Mistgaze snarled at the cats invading his territory. Who and what in the world did they think they were? Pretending to be messengers from starclan or something? "All of you invading us, you have choosen the wrong place to play your little fame, Shadowclan shall crush you!" he snarled challengingly.

[Momotaro]

{Open; I would like for him to get involved.}
Mintpaw raced forwards, taking pleasure in being one of the first ShadowClan apprentices fighting in this spectacular battle. He knew nothing much about the Evil Era, as he was quite young, but he was willing to follow Blazingnight's orders. After all, the leader had brought strength to ShadowClan and helped rebuild them into a stronger society.

"Yes, Blazingnight! Hhhhra!" The tabby tom yowled, as a battle cry, launching himself into the midst of battle boldly. He was not afraid of showing his moves off, or clawing a SkyClan warrior in the face. All he cared about was his clan... and he'd protect it forever. Why did SkyClan have the authority to fight anyhow? Shouldn't they know that Shadow was the most fierce, ferocious clan in the pine forest? Such mouse-brains.

Bumbleleap walked towards a tabby apprentice, he grimaced when the young cat looked overjoyed by the thought of battle. "Why do you support him? I may not know what he has done but I know there is somthing not right with him; think for a second, were only alive because of Starclan!"

[Ever]

The brown tabby had a feeling that their presence wasn't exactly unknown, their scent was surely recognizable among the more usual scents and could easily be picked out, but at this point in time, he wasn't going for the element of surprise. He was here to end with as quickly as he could and as soundly as he could. The Riverclan Liberation had gone better than he expected with less casualties than he thought and he was hoping that the purging of this clan would go as smoothly as the other, the thought giving him courage and hope and he clung to it. It renewed his energy and helped to dull the ache of a few scratches that parted his brown fur on his shoulder.
Glaring defiantly at the she-cat as she yowled out for her followers to do battle against the clan and coalition, he knew that Blazingnight would be his first target, it was a cat the he knew for certain was a dark forest follower and obviously was not a good cat, not that he would have much of a choice with whom he was doing battle with thought, she was already racing for him.
As time almost felt like it slowed, Grousestar stood there for a moment, dragging in a slow, careful breath and watching the she-cat's movements. She was charging at him head on, though he knew that she was likely a decently smart cat, she wouldn't just charge straight on, she'd jump to one side at the last minute in order to try and catch him off guard. But which way would she veer?
Emerald eyes analyzing, he decided not to stand and wait, but act. This was a time of acting. Time exploded back into it's normal pace, his body bounding forward, straight at the evil leader, his head lowered and his ears flattened, green eyes focused on Blazingnight before he dove low, launching towards he paws, aiming to crash into them so that she'd go slamming into the ground, perhaps even stunning her, while allowing him to be able to quickly get up afterwards and launch his own offensive game. But that's if it does as he wants. If Blazingnight should be expecting this, she could launch herself into the air moments before the tom slams into her paws.

The shadowclan leader watched as he finally sprung into motion, realizing she'd picked him as her target. She didn't slow her actions as he barreled for her too. She had been planning to pull the same move on him, so it caught her a little off guard, but not enough. Rather than jumping straight over him she pounced to the side. The awkward movement caused her to lose a few moments, but she was in a good position now. The tom had slid by her on the cold and brittle dirt ground and she now had a small advantage. She had the time to inflict a quick attack while he pushed to his feet, though she knew attacking his open side would result in claws in her own flank. She didn't really care and couldn't think of a better move in the instant she had to think.
Her small black striped body sprang forward, slamming into his side. She bit into whatever fur she could, she was able to feel the hardness of his ribs beneath the thin layer of muscle that covered his ribs. her claws sunk in wherever her front paws were attached. She had too little time to focus on where that was and instead focus all her strength into hanging on and trying to keep an upper paw on him.

[Casual Scribbles]

(@Suspiciousmindz)

"StarClan will always win!" Burrpaw yowled, placing himself with SkyClan.

Frostedflight leaped into the clearing, having only just caught the conversations. "If my leader knew what was right, she would do as StarClan wishes, and not put the whole Clan in danger of facing StarClan's wrath. I stand with SkyClan, and will gladly fight my own Clan." He set his large paws down firmly, unsheathing his claws. Relief washed over him as he saw no RiverClan warriors. I don't have to fight Rainberry! The tom readied himself for battle.

[Strobelight]

Rowanflash fought outside the nursery,protecting the home of the heart of the clan,kits.
He barreled a dark Tom over and clawed his belly,the Tom yowled and slipped under him,clawing his flank as he went.Rowanflash hissed in pain as the bleeding started,soaking his orange fur in blood.Rowanflash found the Tom fighting a clanmate,without thinking,He slashed across his throat.

[The Cannibal]

The shadowclan leader watched as he finally sprung into motion, realizing she'd picked him as her target. She didn't slow her actions as he barreled for her too. She had been planning to pull the same move on him, so it caught her a little off guard, but not enough. Rather than jumping straight over him she pounced to the side. The awkward movement caused her to lose a few moments, but she was in a good position now. The tom had slid by her on the cold and brittle dirt ground and she now had a small advantage. She had the time to inflict a quick attack while he pushed to his feet, though she knew attacking his open side would result in claws in her own flank. She didn't really care and couldn't think of a better move in the instant she had to think.
Her small black striped body sprang forward, slamming into his side. She bit into whatever fur she could, she was able to feel the hardness of his ribs beneath the thin layer of muscle that covered his ribs. her claws sunk in wherever her front paws were attached. She had too little time to focus on where that was and instead focus all her strength into hanging on and trying to keep an upper paw on him.
Missed. The thoughts echoed in his mind, his green hues following the females awkward side leap, his body continuing forward before landing on the ground, immediately putting him at a slight advantage, but that didn't matter to him, he simply dismissed it because thinking about it wouldn't help. You just had to spring back.
Sliding along the ground, he immediately attempted to get back up, to regain his position in battle, but she had recovered before him and was already launching at his side. Just as he regained his footing and was getting ready to stand, he was bowled over, the striped she-cat slamming into his side, causing a breath of air to whoosh out of him, feeling teeth sink into his upper arm while his own claws roughly sunk into her flank, hooking into as deep as he could before latching his jaws onto any part of her leg that he could, though more likely the upper part. Feeling her claws sink into his back, he bit harder and muffled out a yowl of pain, now battering at her with his hind legs at lightning speed, hitting wherever he could and doing this in order to cause her to let go as he felt the pain flood his system. He needed to get rid of her advantage or else he'd surely lose this fight, no matter how much of an optimist he was, he knew that he needed to get the upper paw.

[Gusty]

@Nighty Maplefall
The brown tabby fell down onto his back in shock; his green orbs widened in fierce surprise that Robinblaze knocked him over. "Blazing isn't destroying our home!" Mintpaw retorted, furrowing his brow. "He's saving it! SkyClan's the one that's causing the destruction!" His point was so clear, he couldn't understand why some ShadowClanners were fighting against him. They should be united, not fight for the enemy!

"Oh. And even if StarClan didn't guide us, we'd be fine!" He added on to Bumbleleap, struggling to let out of the older tom's strong grasp. "Shadow was strong without them." He finished, thrashing around. The tom didn't expect to be attacked so quickly by a fellow clanmate that he'd seen around the clearing and territory occasionally. Was it truly friend against friend?

[Random Melody]

(YASSS IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT XDD)
Cougarpaw felt adreniline course through her, the young spotted apprentice glancing around with wide amber eyes. Never in her life had she felt more conflicted than she did now, and she searched for familiar pelts, wondering who was on who's side. She looked for Crimsonpaw, but her sister was nowhere to be found. Nor could she see Blackpaw, and that thought slightly worried the she-cat.

Sucking in a breath, she turned her gaze back to the fighting cats, a torn look flickering across her face. For once Cougarpaw was left without words, no snide comment or remark. She hadnt expected this battle, she hadnt expected a Clan she'd never heard of to show up out of nowhere and declare death to her leader. And now she had no idea who to believe, was Grousestar right, was Blazingnight evil?

ShadowClan was supposed to be strong, right? Blazingnight had made sure that their Clan was perfect and as strong, maybe stronger, as it needed to be. Why trust the words of an enemy Clan anyway? Especially a Clan she'd never heard from?

The brown spotted she-cat lashed her tail from side to side, her paws rooted to the ground. But the leader of SkyClan had declared they were on StarClan's side right? Cougarpaw was, too, but....

Betraying her leader, her Clanmates? She wasnt too sure about that.

But looking around, she watched her Clanmates rise up against eachother, some of them on SkyClan's side and some of them rooting for Blazingnight. Cougarpaw blinked and swiveled her head around, just watching, wondering, thinking. Deciding.

Finally she mustered up some of her old confidence, feeling strength run through her limbs. She tore her gaze off of her Clanmates and let her eyes flicker onto Blazingnight. If StarClan truly wanted this to happen, they would forgive her for her betrayal.

Cougarpaw unsheathed her claws and raised her head, the apprentice letting out a loud, clear yowl. "For StarClan!" With that, she charged into the battle, ready to take on one of her old Clanmates. For StarClan.

(-wipes away tear- YOU GO COUGAR!)
(Anyone wanna fight her? -smiles pleasantly-)

[SuspiciousMindz]

(@Suspiciousmindz)

"StarClan will always win!" Burrpaw yowled, placing himself with SkyClan.

Frostedflight leaped into the clearing, having only just caught the conversations. "If my leader knew what was right, she would do as StarClan wishes, and not put the whole Clan in danger of facing StarClan's wrath. I stand with SkyClan, and will gladly fight my own Clan." He set his large paws down firmly, unsheathing his claws. Relief washed over him as he saw no RiverClan warriors. I don't have to fight Rainberry! The tom readied himself for battle.
Just a boop for myself. Give me 10 minutes to get home and I'll repy!)

[lone]

@Cloudy (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=15) @Empress Of Evil (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=35)

Rusticash dashed into the clearing. He saw Blazingnight as she called her warriors against the intruders. His hackles rose as he saw the numerous cats ready to fight them. Skyclan? Who the heck is Skyclan? HE thought in confusion. The red marbled tom raced to his leader's side, ready to fight along side her. This is what he believed, what he trained for, and he was ready for every moment of it.


@Lonestar23 (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=42)
Graypaw gazed in horror as the new cats came upon them. He looked to Blazingnight instinctively, but remembered, she was against him personally. There was no way he could not believe in Starclan. Besides, it's where his sister was, and he had to hold onto the hope that he would see her again one day. HE listened to the Skyclan leader, hope swelling inside him. We're not alone! The long haired gray tom slipped to the side of the Clearing and made his way over to Skyclan's side, making it obvious by his posture he was on their side, not Blazingnight's.
@Gusty (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=27)
Robinblaze spotted the apprentice rooting for Blazingnight. He growled and lunged himself at the cat. He toppled over the cat, bringing them both to the ground. "How dare you support the one who is destroying our home!" The dappled tom cat hissed. He had had enough of these evil cats taking over. HE missed his old friend who was evicted from the Clan because of her. Blazingnight had said Halestorm and Smokepaw were taken away by Twolegs, but he knew that if she saw that, then she did nothing to help them, no matter what lies she told the others.

Ashpaw could feel anger rising within her. These strange cats were going to come here and tell them how to live their lives? She was even more furious when she saw cats begin to take their side. The black and grey Maine Coon's hues narrowed and for a moment, she was almost sure she could see someone attacking her before she realized it was her imagination. With her whole body now trembling to get into the battle, the apprentice launched herself at the nearest StarClan supporter she could find; Graypaw. Fury fueling her, she was angrier then she had ever been. At least, she was angrier than she had been in a long time. Which was surprising, considering Ashpaw didn't usually get angry- and if she did, she hid it well. But now was not a time for her to hide her anger. Now was a perfect time for her to release it.

[Strobelight]

Rowanflash stared in shock as the Tom fell,He gurgled as blood slid down his throat.Rowanflash gasped as the Tom dropped dead,crimson pooling around his body,the orange Tom shook his head and continued fighting,his large orbs turned into hostile bullets as he clawed,bit and scratched

[goddess of ducks]

Ashpaw could feel anger rising within her. These strange cats were going to come here and tell them how to live their lives? She was even more furious when she saw cats begin to take their side. The black and grey Maine Coon's hues narrowed and for a moment, she was almost sure she could see someone attacking her before she realized it was her imagination. With her whole body now trembling to get into the battle, the apprentice launched herself at the nearest StarClan supporter she could find; Graypaw. Fury fueling her, she was angrier then she had ever been. At least, she was angrier than she had been in a long time. Which was surprising, considering Ashpaw didn't usually get angry- and if she did, she hid it well. But now was not a time for her to hide her anger. Now was a perfect time for her to release it.

(Do you want Ash to kill Gray? It's fine with me)
Graypaw was stopped dead in his tracks. He felt the body slamming into him, but it was too late. He allowed himself to fall, knowing he couldn't take the weight of the force. He rolled away, escaping the other's paws. He grappled quickly to his feet, turning to see who had attacked him. He recognized the the face from a few times in the apprentice's den, but was not able to remember his name. "Hey! I'm a Starclan supporter too!" He shouted, believing him to be a supporter as well.

[Ag75 -- GONE]

{Open; I would like for him to get involved.}
Mintpaw raced forwards, taking pleasure in being one of the first ShadowClan apprentices fighting in this spectacular battle. He knew nothing much about the Evil Era, as he was quite young, but he was willing to follow Blazingnight's orders. After all, the leader had brought strength to ShadowClan and helped rebuild them into a stronger society.

"Yes, Blazingnight! Hhhhra!" The tabby tom yowled, as a battle cry, launching himself into the midst of battle boldly. He was not afraid of showing his moves off, or clawing a SkyClan warrior in the face. All he cared about was his clan... and he'd protect it forever. Why did SkyClan have the authority to fight anyhow? Shouldn't they know that Shadow was the most fierce, ferocious clan in the pine forest? Such mouse-brains.
(Don't know if someone replied,....but I would also like to be involved, having missed RC, can I join?)

[lone]

(Do you want Ash to kill Gray? It's fine with me)

Graypaw was stopped dead in his tracks. He felt the body slamming into him, but it was too late. He allowed himself to fall, knowing he couldn't take the weight of the force. He rolled away, escaping the other's paws. He grappled quickly to his feet, turning to see who had attacked him. He recognized the the face from a few times in the apprentice's den, but was not able to remember his name. "Hey! I'm a Starclan supporter too!" He shouted, believing him to be a supporter as well.

(Oh sure! xD I was planning on having her kill someone)

Ashpaw laughed softly, her expression showing no evidence of hatred for the moment being. This shouldn't be too hard. And there would be one less StarClan supporter fighting with these strange cats, fighting against their Clan. Fighting against their own leader. Ashpaw couldn't understand why anyone would want to betray their Clan. And believing in StarClan was weak. At least, that was her opinion. "So you're betraying your Clan? You're fighting with these- these strange cats who are coming here, telling us what to do? Coming to take Blazingnight from power? Are you crazy or just plain mouse brained?" Ashpaw asked, her hues narrowing before she slashed at the apprentice, aiming to slice through his shoulder in an attempt to disable the muscles there. Still, maybe there was a chance she could change this apprentice's mind before she were to kill him.

[Mousewhisker]

Mapledash stood again at the side of grousestar, his fur still bloody from his last battle, but he had to keep going, they all had to continue untill the forest was rid of every supporters. He folded his ears back at the hostility already rising. Typical shadowclan. "They seem more eager for a battle than riverclan, this time their leader is there, she's cheering her troops. It won't be as simple to convince them as last time, I'm affraid" he meowed to grousestar, warning him to stay on his guards at all time. Shadowclan was the kind of warriors to spread and surround his opponents, he knew that very well. A tactic that work pretty well in higher number, but this time, they had half on the riverclan cats, who were volunteers to fight with them.

"At least you have more honnor than bucknight, blazingnight, you won't hide and let your warriors fight for you. It is admireable. Now in this same sense of honor, step down and let your joug end without harm, you do not belong as a leader as long as you deny your warrior ancestors, as long as you turn your back on starclan!" he growled accusingly.
(dang it took too long to post, put that behind the fighting sequence)
~~

Mistgaze snarled at the cats invading his territory. Who and what in the world did they think they were? Pretending to be messengers from starclan or something? "All of you invading us, you have choosen the wrong place to play your little fame, Shadowclan shall crush you!" he snarled challengingly.

Mousewhisker stared in nervousness. She then saw a Shadowclan cat coming, and she dashed, then waiting and attempted to strike it in the neck.

The cat leaped off. He jumped on top of Mousewhisker, (she is in Thunderclan) and she flailed, trying to bite the cat.

[goddess of ducks]

(Oh sure! xD I was planning on having her kill someone)

Ashpaw laughed softly, her expression showing no evidence of hatred for the moment being. This shouldn't be too hard. And there would be one less StarClan supporter fighting with these strange cats, fighting against their Clan. Fighting against their own leader. Ashpaw couldn't understand why anyone would want to betray their Clan. And believing in StarClan was weak. At least, that was her opinion. "So you're betraying your Clan? You're fighting with these- these strange cats who are coming here, telling us what to do? Coming to take Blazingnight from power? Are you crazy or just plain mouse brained?" Ashpaw asked, her hues narrowing before she slashed at the apprentice, aiming to slice through his shoulder in an attempt to disable the muscles there. Still, maybe there was a chance she could change this apprentice's mind before she were to kill him.

(YeahI saw that and I thought since I wanted Gray killed then it would be a nice fit)
Graypaw shook his head, realization flooding over him. He felt like he truly had just killed himself. He had just realized, in the way the apprentice talked, He was for Blazingnight, not against her. "N-no." he stammered. "I'm fighting with them to get rid of the ones destroying us. Think, Blazingnight just assumed leadership after Halestorm and Smokepaw disappeared. If she wanted true power, Halestorm was the only on standing in her way. See? Blazingnight was just power hungry this whole time." He said trying to persuade the other into believing him.

[SuspiciousMindz]

(@Suspiciousmindz)

"StarClan will always win!" Burrpaw yowled, placing himself with SkyClan.

Frostedflight leaped into the clearing, having only just caught the conversations. "If my leader knew what was right, she would do as StarClan wishes, and not put the whole Clan in danger of facing StarClan's wrath. I stand with SkyClan, and will gladly fight my own Clan." He set his large paws down firmly, unsheathing his claws. Relief washed over him as he saw no RiverClan warriors. I don't have to fight Rainberry! The tom readied himself for battle.


The newly made Jinxflare bounded up beside her old mentor, Blazingnight. The scent they had smelled on the border yesterday wafted into her nostrils and she realized these were the cats in Riverclan territory just yesterday. They'd still be weak giving them the advantage. Her ebony pelt was bristling and she gave out a threatening snarl. "How dare you bring such nonsense back into our clan!" she snarled towards Burrpaw. At Blazingnight's words, Jinxflare launched herself at the apprentice, claws outstretched and a ruthless gleam in her gaze. Nothing was going to stop her from defending her clan from an unknown clan who came to destroy everything that had been built up. Her white claws flashed in the light before she came in contact with fur, her swipes were relentless as they aimed at his face.


Foxspring stalked around the edge of the clearing, his gaze resting on a distracted Shadowclan warrior. His eyes narrowed. "Traitor!" he snarled, his powerful hind legs hitting the ground with a force that gave him his name. He launched himself across the clearing within two mighty bounds and landed squarely on top of the warrior, his claws digging ruthlessly into his shoulder blades. "How dare you fight against your own leader!" he snarled at Frostedflight. Fury burned in his hues. The larger, fox colored tom-cat was relying on rage to win this fight. It could be both an advantage and a disadvantage.

[Maplefur]

(Open)

Pinestorm snarled in fury at Grousestar's words. "Our leader is not a rat!" He exclaimed, tail lashing furiously. The tom didn't exactly believe in Starclan, and while he didn't support the evil era completely he was loyal to his clan, and therefore his leader. "Blazingnight is a good leader- we don't need liberation! Who says you get to decide if she's worthy of her position or not? Just because not all of us believe in Starclan, doesn't mean we need help!" He was fuming with anger, and was ready to fight any cat who threatened his clan. His amber eyes narrowed, muscles bunching as he prepared to leap at the nearest enemy cat.

[Strobelight]

He watched as the cats fought,and he focused on a scene that played out on the far side of the clearing.


(Rowanflash needs some love...I wanna be involved!who's open?)

[Casual Scribbles]

The newly made Jinxflare bounded up beside her old mentor, Blazingnight. The scent they had smelled on the border yesterday wafted into her nostrils and she realized these were the cats in Riverclan territory just yesterday. They'd still be weak giving them the advantage. Her ebony pelt was bristling and she gave out a threatening snarl. "How dare you bring such nonsense back into our clan!" she snarled towards Burrpaw. At Blazingnight's words, Jinxflare launched herself at the apprentice, claws outstretched and a ruthless gleam in her gaze. Nothing was going to stop her from defending her clan from an unknown clan who came to destroy everything that had been built up. Her white claws flashed in the light before she came in contact with fur, her swipes were relentless as they aimed at his face.


Foxspring stalked around the edge of the clearing, his gaze resting on a distracted Shadowclan warrior. His eyes narrowed. "Traitor!" he snarled, his powerful hind legs hitting the ground with a force that gave him his name. He launched himself across the clearing within two mighty bounds and landed squarely on top of the warrior, his claws digging ruthlessly into his shoulder blades. "How dare you fight against your own leader!" he snarled at Frostedflight. Fury burned in his hues. The larger, fox colored tom-cat was relying on rage to win this fight. It could be both an advantage and a disadvantage.

Burrpaw snarled and hissed as Jinxflare got a good swipe across his eye. He blinked away the blood, only to get a score across the muzzle. "StarClan wouldn't send cats to attack our Clan unless there was a righteous cause!" He yowled, ducking under the older she-cat and swiping at her underbelly, then rolling and slamming his weight into her right paws.

Frostedflight yowled and sprang forward to meet Foxspring. "I dare because I believe in StarClan!" He snarled, swiped at the warrior's ear. "How could you side with one who resents our ancestors?!"

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

[Open, she needs to fite]
Having just returned to the clearing, Squirrelleap was understandably shocked. "What the...?" When she looked closer, though, listening to the insults being towed, she realized that--finally--they were getting rid of their 'leader.'

[Brunch]

@Cloudy (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=15) @Empress Of Evil (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=35)
Rusticash dashed into the clearing. He saw Blazingnight as she called her warriors against the intruders. His hackles rose as he saw the numerous cats ready to fight them. Skyclan? Who the heck is Skyclan? HE thought in confusion. The red marbled tom raced to his leader's side, ready to fight along side her. This is what he believed, what he trained for, and he was ready for every moment of it.


@Lonestar23 (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=42)
Graypaw gazed in horror as the new cats came upon them. He looked to Blazingnight instinctively, but remembered, she was against him personally. There was no way he could not believe in Starclan. Besides, it's where his sister was, and he had to hold onto the hope that he would see her again one day. HE listened to the Skyclan leader, hope swelling inside him. We're not alone! The long haired gray tom slipped to the side of the Clearing and made his way over to Skyclan's side, making it obvious by his posture he was on their side, not Blazingnight's.
Gusty
Robinblaze spotted the apprentice rooting for Blazingnight. He growled and lunged himself at the cat. He toppled over the cat, bringing them both to the ground. "How dare you support the one who is destroying our home!" The dappled tom cat hissed. He had had enough of these evil cats taking over. HE missed his old friend who was evicted from the Clan because of her. Blazingnight had said Halestorm and Smokepaw were taken away by Twolegs, but he knew that if she saw that, then she did nothing to help them, no matter what lies she told the others.

Empress Of Evil
In the crowd of rebels stood Cloudyfoot, his amber eye searching the clearing; at least in the last battle they had fought, the warrior was familiar with his surroundings. The other ShadowClan tom that had dashed to Blazingnight's side was obviously for the Dark Forest to rule. Cloudyfoot's amber eyes fell on his victim; the tom felt a little remorse for bardging into the ShadowClan camp, probably scaring the queens half to death. As fast as the burly tom could, he rushed down to meet Rusticash, his muscles--or at least what he had-- bulging under his gray tabby coat. Resting himself on his hind pillars for a second, Cloudyfoot prepared to launch at Rusticash; as he leaped into the air, he had his paws pointed at the tom. "SkyClan is what we all prayed for," Cloudyfoot mewed to the tom, his maw formed in an angry smile.

[lone]

(YeahI saw that and I thought since I wanted Gray killed then it would be a nice fit)

Graypaw shook his head, realization flooding over him. He felt like he truly had just killed himself. He had just realized, in the way the apprentice talked, He was for Blazingnight, not against her. "N-no." he stammered. "I'm fighting with them to get rid of the ones destroying us. Think, Blazingnight just assumed leadership after Halestorm and Smokepaw disappeared. If she wanted true power, Halestorm was the only on standing in her way. See? Blazingnight was just power hungry this whole time." He said trying to persuade the other into believing him.


Ashpaw listened to the other apprentice speak, and flicked an ear, before chuckling softly. "You're cute. I'm going to feel real bad when I kill you." She purred, meeting the apprentice's hues with her own yellow ones. Ashpaw was not unreasonable, but this; this was too much for her. Blazingnight had made their Clan stronger. And now he was fighting against her. Even if what he said was true, even if they were destroying the Clan- which she highly doubted- Blazingnight was their leader. It was up to her to make the decisions for the Clan, not up to StarClan or these strange cats. Still smiling, her expression distorted to one of hatred and she lashed out again, digging her claws into Graypaw's shoulder and tightening them to inflict more damage before releasing him, drops of blood shaking off her claws as she did so.

[SuspiciousMindz]

Burrpaw snarled and hissed as Jinxflare got a good swipe across his eye. He blinked away the blood, only to get a score across the muzzle. "StarClan wouldn't send cats to attack our Clan unless there was a righteous cause!" He yowled, ducking under the older she-cat and swiping at her underbelly, then rolling and slamming his weight into her right paws.

Frostedflight yowled and sprang forward to meet Foxspring. "I dare because I believe in StarClan!" He snarled, swiped at the warrior's ear. "How could you side with one who resents our ancestors?!"
[she's a newly made warrior, that changed from the finder]
Satisfied with the blood on her paws from her successful blows, she got too cocky and paid by feeling a pain in her stomach and hitting the ground with a thud. Jinxflare merely looked back up at the apprentice. Her yellow hues will blazing with fury as she stared at him, the words leaving her mouth were sinister and filled with hate "Starclan is a kits tale and none of this would've happened if Ratnight and Singenight took better care in eliminating the survivors who threatened their rule," she paused, her fore paw swiping up at the tom defensively so he didn't try anything while she recovered, raising back up to her paws slowly, "If Starclan really existed, don't you think the clans would already know about each other? Before this battle?" she asked threateningly, hoping to waver the young tom's beliefs with facts that couldn't be denied.


"If the ancestors really existed they wouldn't have let me live on this world where everyone hates me! Where I'm treated differently! Blazingnight never stared at me like an enemy!" He snarled, meeting the tom blow for blow. His ear stung, but he made sure to repay the pain with a swipe to Frostedflight's ears. The fox-colored tom finally fell onto all fours, once more his powerful hind legs worked quickly to pounce into the warriors stomach and knock him to the ground. His greater size and weight were his advantage right now. When you really looked at him, you'd be able to see why so many stared at him the way they did. He looked like a mini-fox, larger than average, but smaller than a fox.

[Razmoose]

Foxrain was entering the clearing with her dangling prey and froze as she smelled unfamiliar cats ("Oh, whats happening now?") She saw the cats that were all unknown along with her clanmates and her fur bristled with fear. ("This is not good at all....."). A few were going at each other and others seemed to be joining in on the fight as well. She snuck in behind her clanmates and puffed out her fur. "Whats happening?" She hoped a cat would answer her question, because if this was a war she would protect her clan with her life.

[Casual Scribbles]

(Yeah, but she's still older than Burrpaw. He's only 7 moons)

"Maybe StarClan hid that knowledge for a reason!" He growled, ducking away from the warning strike. "But you'll never know if you side against them!" The apprentice lunged at her once she was standing again, claws unsheathed, aiming for her flank.

Frostedflight's ears were both torn, and he was knocked backwards by the blow. He slammed into the ground and rolled to his paws. "I never saw you as an enemy." He swiped at the large tom's muzzle. "You were intimidating, yes, but not an enemy!"

[mapledash]

Mousewhisker stared in nervousness. She then saw a Shadowclan cat coming, and she dashed, then waiting and attempted to strike it in the neck.

The cat leaped off. He jumped on top of Mousewhisker, (she is in Thunderclan) and she flailed, trying to bite the cat.

(No thundercat clans are here yet, only riverclan, shadowclan and skyclan. Also I do not know who is roleplayed here, but none of my cats made a move yet.)

[Ashley/Kestrel]

❥ Fangs bared, Yewberry's fur puffed out. "StarClan has abandoned us! Blazingnight saved ShadowClan, you rats!" Unsheathing her claws, her ears swiveled to the back of her head, flattened. Letting out an angry yowl, her long fur raised along her spine, hackles raised. Blue orbs narrowed, the ragdoll whipped around in a fit, claws outstretched and aimed towards a feline, whom she couldn't make out, and aimed her claws towards their eyes. "You filth!"
(Yewberry is open for a fight with a SkyClan cat.)

❤❤❤

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

❥ Fangs bared, Yewberry's fur puffed out. "StarClan has abandoned us! Blazingnight saved ShadowClan, you rats!" Unsheathing her claws, her ears swiveled to the back of her head, flattened. Letting out an angry yowl, her long fur raised along her spine, hackles raised. Blue orbs narrowed, the ragdoll whipped around in a fit, claws outstretched and aimed towards a feline, whom she couldn't make out, and aimed her claws towards their eyes. "You filth!"
(Yewberry is open for a fight with a SkyClan cat.)

❤❤❤

May I?]]

[wren]

Rowanpatch had heard cries from further up the past, mostly complaints and enthusiastic cries of victory. After she had followed the scent she was confused to find another clan. She didn't reckonise the scent of windclan or riverclan even thunderclan. She knew that battle was coming one day. Following after these felines they started hearing her camp. This puzzled her greatly. Was a shadowclan patrol leading them ahead? Flicking her tail she crouched low between a fern and a bramble bush. She watched. She waited. They entered the camp and she started to get antsy hearing screams of anger. Batting her eyelashes she got up and started padding in after them. Shadowclan and these, un classified felines battling like their lives depended on it. It problably did. Lashing her tail rowanpatch had watched for a while listening and trying to comprehend what was going on. Seemingly unnoticed for the Time she sat watching. She grew bored after a while, then strutting confidently into the mob of angry fighting cats, rowanpatch looked around. She had heard insults thrown about including starclan and the darkforest. She was originally a starclan follower but she seemed neutral about believing so strongly in the cats to die for them. She didn't even know them that well for that fact. Who should I attack, the supporters or the random clan she never new about. rowanpatch stood alone, no attackers to be faced. Who could she attack? If she tried it would problably end up worse, potencialy attacking a clan mate who believed in starclan or the other cats.. If they fought for the right reasons. Perhaps she would jump in with a friend. She was nimble and quick to her paws so with no attackers she prepared for ambush, any direction really. Swivelling her head in a cautious manner. She seeped through the crowd trying to pin point a point of advantage in battle. Hopefully someone attacked so she didn't have to make the choice.Hey, where was blazingnight? she thought instantly nothing she couldn't spot the leader, in fact she hadn't spotted her the whole time she had been in camp admiring everyone's battle skills and trying to pin point friends and enemies. As she continued through the mob of caterawhauling cats she felt the sun beat down on her shoulders making her wish she had a chance to just go jump into the riverclan river and deprive herself of the heat. Perhaps she should? Before the border dispute or whatever is was to tense, perhaps not. Not now.

[monfang]

( Suspiciousmindz )
Onyx walked straight through the battles. Another fight, another kill... he thought. Clawing the dirt he sensed something he never though he would. His own rival for Lilith. The one tom he as wanted to kill for moons. Standing straight he sniffed the air to confirm his suspicions. He was correct.
"Bleddyn." he said to himself.

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

❥ Fangs bared, Yewberry's fur puffed out. "StarClan has abandoned us! Blazingnight saved ShadowClan, you rats!" Unsheathing her claws, her ears swiveled to the back of her head, flattened. Letting out an angry yowl, her long fur raised along her spine, hackles raised. Blue orbs narrowed, the ragdoll whipped around in a fit, claws outstretched and aimed towards a feline, whom she couldn't make out, and aimed her claws towards their eyes. "You filth!"
(Yewberry is open for a fight with a SkyClan cat.)

❤❤❤

Lucy's head swiveled to face the cat. "StarClan is the reason my brother's alive!" she hissed, lunging at the cat, teeth bared. Foxdung, I can't fight, she realized as she attempted to scratch the cat's shoulder.

[SuspiciousMindz]

( Suspiciousmindz )
Onyx walked straight through the battles. Another fight, another kill... he thought. Clawing the dirt he sensed something he never though he would. His own rival for Lilith. The one tom he as wanted to kill for moons. Standing straight he sniffed the air to confirm his suspicions. He was correct.
"Bleddyn." he said to himself.
Bleddyn had left the Syndicate in order to simply watch the battles taking place. He had no use to be in Dusk Syndicate at the moment, there really wasn't anything there for him and he needed some kind of excitement for once. The strange looking tom-cat flicked his tail as he settled himself just on the outskirts of the battles, his yellow hues watching the battles intently, hardly paying attention to his surroundings.

[monfang]

Bleddyn had left the Syndicate in order to simply watch the battles taking place. He had no use to be in Dusk Syndicate at the moment, there really wasn't anything there for him and he needed some kind of excitement for once. The strange looking tom-cat flicked his tail as he settled himself just on the outskirts of the battles, his yellow hues watching the battles intently, hardly paying attention to his surroundings.
Onyx jumped into the darkness of bushes. He followed Bleddyn's scent, and finally caught site of the other tom. Raising his head, he snarled, and lunged, unsheathing his thorn-sharp claws, relying on his strength for this first blow.

[toriel]

Bearclaw walked into the battle."what is going on!!!"he shouted.(someone please attack)

[HwangHarin]

Blueeyes had gone out to see what was going on. Ivypaw has gone with Skyclan, probably not even noticed by the cats.
Sharppaw and Shypaw has gone out and tilted their heads.

[judas]

Littlepaw ran aroud, searching for Evil cats. After her talk with Moonpaw, things became clear. She sniffed around, looking for any evil cat. The sky clan apprentice, ran around. Littlepaw found a cat, about 8 moons old. Sagemist tough me well! I'll prove to him I can fight! Littlepaw seemed more loyal to Sagemist the to sky clan. She clawed the cat's sides, like Sagemist toughed her. Then she tackled the cat, raking her claws down it's belly. Pink Orca!

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

Littlepaw ran aroud, searching for Evil cats. After her talk with Moonpaw, things became clear. She sniffed around, looking for any evil cat. The sky clan apprentice, ran around. Littlepaw found a cat, about 8 moons old. Sagemist tough me well! I'll prove to him I can fight! Littlepaw seemed more loyal to Sagemist the to sky clan. She clawed the cat's sides, like Sagemist toughed her. Then she tackled the cat, raking her claws down it's belly. Pink Orca!
Neko let out a yelp as the cat attacked him, falling clumsily and struggling under the cat's paws. Pain shot through him as the cat raked their claws down his stomach and he struggled desperately to get free.
~
Pardus turned to see his brother struggling with one of the Clan cats. "Neko!" He threw himself at the cat, trying to force her off his brother.

[SuspiciousMindz]

Onyx jumped into the darkness of bushes. He followed Bleddyn's scent, and finally caught site of the other tom. Raising his head, he snarled, and lunged, unsheathing his thorn-sharp claws, relying on his strength for this first blow.
Bleddyn had only a second to turn to face the snarl of another cat before he felt claws sink into his shoulder blades. Snarling with rage, he fell to the ground with a thud, allowing this feline to sink their claws into his skin. "I'm not apart of this!" he yowled towards the cat before a familiar scent made him realize this wasn't about this war. "Onyx!" he snarled, turning over so he laid on his back, crushing the tom under his weight. Although quickly, he got back to his paws and spun to face the Oriental, fury blazing in his eyes.

[Razmoose]

Foxrain looked around in alarm and puffed up even more than ever. She had no clue who to fight....she didn't know who was turning on Starclan or not, and looked at all the cats fighting for their own lives. ("Which ones where Skyclan again?") All Foxrain could see was fur,blood, and claws. Shadowclan wasn't much in good shape because of Leaf-bare and she was worried Shadowclan wouldn't survive these strange cats that looked much stronger. She leapt forward in the midst of flashing fur feeling random hits as she ran through the battle hoping she would figure out who to attack.

(Im open for attacks )

[HwangHarin]

Ivypaw felt a bit nervous because she was from a different clan, she was not in neither of these clans and she knew she was here all on her own. Blueeyes looked around, I Believe in Starclan! She thought

[monfang]

Bleddyn had only a second to turn to face the snarl of another cat before he felt claws sink into his shoulder blades. Snarling with rage, he fell to the ground with a thud, allowing this feline to sink their claws into his skin. "I'm not apart of this!" he yowled towards the cat before a familiar scent made him realize this wasn't about this war. "Onyx!" he snarled, turning over so he laid on his back, crushing the tom under his weight. Although quickly, he got back to his paws and spun to face the Oriental, fury blazing in his eyes.
Onyx smiled. At least the tom knew who he was dealing with, or at least he thought he did. Onyx was on a kill streak, and he wanted Bleddyn on that list.
"Bleddyn. Wonderful to see you again." he growled, circling Bleddyn.
"I see you left Sedrik's side as well, such a pity... She'll never see you again." he snarled.
He jumped over Bleddyn, and shot himself up towards Bleddyn's side with his shoulder. Another move relying on his strength.

[HwangHarin]

Onyx smiled. At least the tom knew who he was dealing with, or at least he thought he did. Onyx was on a kill streak, and he wanted Bleddyn on that list.
"Bleddyn. Wonderful to see you again." he growled, circling Bleddyn.
"I see you left Sedrik's side as well, such a pity... She'll never see you again." he snarled.
He jumped over Bleddyn, and shot himself up towards Bleddyn's side with his shoulder. Another move relying on his strength.

Ivypaw saw the cats fighting eachother, and talking to eachother? She tilted her head and watched the two

[SuspiciousMindz]

Onyx smiled. At least the tom knew who he was dealing with, or at least he thought he did. Onyx was on a kill streak, and he wanted Bleddyn on that list.
"Bleddyn. Wonderful to see you again." he growled, circling Bleddyn.
"I see you left Sedrik's side as well, such a pity... She'll never see you again." he snarled.
He jumped over Bleddyn, and shot himself up towards Bleddyn's side with his shoulder. Another move relying on his strength.
Sobek cx

"Sobek means nothing to me and neither does Lilith," he snarled back hearing the name of a feline he wished to never see again. Onyx would never understand and Bleddyn would never grasp why this feline was out to get him. Even so, Bleddyn took the threat and crouched down as the guard leaped over him. Once he had landed, Bleddyn stood back up and was surprised by the strength that hit his shoulder, throwing him off balance and causing him to stumble. For a moment, Bleddyn struggled to gain his paw steps and he turned towards Oynx and aimed a blow at the felines face, his claws outstretched and a ruthless meaning behind the aimed blow.

[monfang]

Sobek cx

"Sobek means nothing to me and neither does Lilith," he snarled back hearing the name of a feline he wished to never see again. Onyx would never understand and Bleddyn would never grasp why this feline was out to get him. Even so, Bleddyn took the threat and crouched down as the guard leaped over him. Once he had landed, Bleddyn stood back up and was surprised by the strength that hit his shoulder, throwing him off balance and causing him to stumble. For a moment, Bleddyn struggled to gain his paw steps and he turned towards Oynx and aimed a blow at the felines face, his claws outstretched and a ruthless meaning behind the aimed blow.
(Let me just say I knew I was wrong somewhere lol)
Onyx let out a yowl as he felt a stinging pain hit his face along his left eye. He stepped back, and shook his head. Bringing his paw to the wound, he saw the blood and looked up.
"Lilith may mean nothing to you, but you still hurt her. All because she refused to be your... toy..." he snarled.
"I hate... no, I loathe those who manipulate others. They never last long when they try to fight me... You will be no different!"
He now used his speed, and ran around in circles around the tom, and then lunged fir his thighs, hoping to latch on.

[Bella~]

(Open)
Amberclaw hissed at the Skyclan warriors. She being raised in the Evil Era had never know of Starclan, she only knew what she had been told by the leader, Blazingnight. She yowled and ran into the crowd of cats, looking for someone to fight her. A slight fear and excitement ran through her mind. She being excited for her first battle after just becoming a warrior. And fearing the fight because, what if it ended up being her last battle?

(also open)
Cloverwhisker poked her head out of the nursery, the young queen was expecting kits soon. A smile spread across her maw, finally. Someone to save the clans, save them from the awful leaders that had taken charge and banned talk of Starclan. Oh yes, she had a good feeling about this nee clan. Risking their lives to save cats they didn't even know. She stood and walked out into the clearing, watching. She would have joined the fight if not for her expecting, and especially so soon.

[HwangHarin]

(Open)
Amberclaw hissed at the Skyclan warriors. She being raised in the Evil Era had never know of Starclan, she only knew what she had been told by the leader, Blazingnight. She yowled and ran into the crowd of cats, looking for someone to fight her. A slight fear and excitement ran through her mind. She being excited for her first battle after just becoming a warrior. And fearing the fight because, what if it ended up being her last battle?

(also open)
Cloverwhisker poked her head out of the nursery, the young queen was expecting kits soon. A smile spread across her maw, finally. Someone to save the clans, save them from the awful leaders that had taken charge and banned talk of Starclan. Oh yes, she had a good feeling about this nee clan. Risking their lives to save cats they didn't even know. She stood and walked out into the clearing, watching. She would have joined the fight if not for her expecting, and especially so soon.


Amberclaw can attack Ivypaw, shes late for being a warrior ( Im lazy ) But shes not in Skyclan she came with them from Riverclan )

[chancey]

Hinderpawran into the clearing, fighting cats clouded the clearing, "Whats going on?" There must be sides.

[SuspiciousMindz]

(Let me just say I knew I was wrong somewhere lol)
Onyx let out a yowl as he felt a stinging pain hit his face along his left eye. He stepped back, and shook his head. Bringing his paw to the wound, he saw the blood and looked up.
"Lilith may mean nothing to you, but you still hurt her. All because she refused to be your... toy..." he snarled.
"I hate... no, I loathe those who manipulate others. They never last long when they try to fight me... You will be no different!"
He now used his speed, and ran around in circles around the tom, and then lunged fir his thighs, hoping to latch on.
He hissed with pain as claws met his hind legs and he struggled to keep his footing, fighting back all urges of falling to the ground where he'd be left vulnerable. Hissing through gritted teeth, his gaze bored down into that of Onyx's "Even if I may die here, my legacy lives on in the kits you call yours," he paused, kicking out his hide legs in attempt to throw him off. Bleddyn was mainly playing defense, allowing this feline to do his work on him. "Just watch their personalities, I guarantee at least two show signs of me in them," he sneered now, digging his claws into the earth. "Lilith won't recover from the things I did to her and you know that! Her mind is driving her crazy!" It was becoming obvious that Bleddyn was merely letting this cat have an easy battle. Bleddyn seemed to have mentally given up as if somewhere along the line something changed him, but that didn't matter now. The past was the past.

[Bella~]

Amberclaw can attack Ivypaw, shes late for being a warrior ( Im lazy ) But shes not in Skyclan she came with them from Riverclan )

Amberclaw noticed Ivypaw, she didn't recognize her so she pounced at her, claws outstretched and going for the throat "I'll kill you!" She she-cat yowled as she flew through the air towards the slightly younger cat.

[wren]

Rowanpatch had heard cries from further up the past, mostly complaints and enthusiastic cries of victory. After she had followed the scent she was confused to find another clan. She didn't reckonise the scent of windclan or riverclan even thunderclan. She knew that battle was coming one day. Following after these felines they started hearing her camp. This puzzled her greatly. Was a shadowclan patrol leading them ahead? Flicking her tail she crouched low between a fern and a bramble bush. She watched. She waited. They entered the camp and she started to get antsy hearing screams of anger. Batting her eyelashes she got up and started padding in after them. Shadowclan and these, un classified felines battling like their lives depended on it. It problably did. Lashing her tail rowanpatch had watched for a while listening and trying to comprehend what was going on. Seemingly unnoticed for the Time she sat watching. She grew bored after a while, then strutting confidently into the mob of angry fighting cats, rowanpatch looked around. She had heard insults thrown about including starclan and the darkforest. She was originally a starclan follower but she seemed neutral about believing so strongly in the cats to die for them. She didn't even know them that well for that fact. Who should I attack, the supporters or the random clan she never new about. rowanpatch stood alone, no attackers to be faced. Who could she attack? If she tried it would problably end up worse, potencialy attacking a clan mate who believed in starclan or the other cats.. If they fought for the right reasons. Perhaps she would jump in with a friend. She was nimble and quick to her paws so with no attackers she prepared for ambush, any direction really. Swivelling her head in a cautious manner. She seeped through the crowd trying to pin point a point of advantage in battle. Hopefully someone attacked so she didn't have to make the choice.Hey, where was blazingnight? she thought instantly nothing she couldn't spot the leader, in fact she hadn't spotted her the whole time she had been in camp admiring everyone's battle skills and trying to pin point friends and enemies. As she continued through the mob of caterawhauling cats she felt the sun beat down on her shoulders making her wish she had a chance to just go jump into the riverclan river and deprive herself of the heat. Perhaps she should? Before the border dispute or whatever is was to tense, perhaps not. Not now.

Open!)

[judas]

Neko let out a yelp as the cat attacked him, falling clumsily and struggling under the cat's paws. Pain shot through him as the cat raked their claws down his stomach and he struggled desperately to get free.
~
Pardus turned to see his brother struggling with one of the Clan cats. "Neko!" He threw himself at the cat, trying to force her off his brother.
Littlepaw raked her claws across the unknown cat's muzzle. She tackled him, her sides stung, she jumped back at Neko. She clawed his belly more, Just enough so he can't fight She thought. Soon she flung herself back at the other cat. She raked her claws down his side.

[monfang]

( Moonfur )
Moonfang slunk against a bush, her heart racing. She had been given her name for her fierce fighting skills. Skills she never wanted to use. She saw a flash of black and nearly screamed.
"N-Nightfang!" she huffed, and the black warrior lunged at her.

[monfang]

He hissed with pain as claws met his hind legs and he struggled to keep his footing, fighting back all urges of falling to the ground where he'd be left vulnerable. Hissing through gritted teeth, his gaze bored down into that of Onyx's "Even if I may die here, my legacy lives on in the kits you call yours," he paused, kicking out his hide legs in attempt to throw him off. Bleddyn was mainly playing defense, allowing this feline to do his work on him. "Just watch their personalities, I guarantee at least two show signs of me in them," he sneered now, digging his claws into the earth. "Lilith won't recover from the things I did to her and you know that! Her mind is driving her crazy!" It was becoming obvious that Bleddyn was merely letting this cat have an easy battle. Bleddyn seemed to have mentally given up as if somewhere along the line something changed him, but that didn't matter now. The past was the past.
Onyx rolled off, and shot up as quickly as he could.
"Oh, but Bleddyn. That's the thing. She will recover, and those kits will show nothing of you. Because if they do, they'll never no it. You don't exist to them." he snarled.
With a final attack, he lunged straight for his flank, hoping to land a pinning attack.

[judas]

( Moonfur )
Moonfang slunk against a bush, her heart racing. She had been given her name for her fierce fighting skills. Skills she never wanted to use. She saw a flash of black and nearly screamed.
"N-Nightfang!" she huffed, and the black warrior lunged at her.
Darkoak threw a cat off of him, then saw Moonfang. Her black pelt had scratches on hit. Her eyes were full of fear, were is Sapphirestorm?! He thought. Darkoak ran over to the two cats, knocking Nightfang on the ground. "Take that!" He hissed. "Stay behind me," He told Moonfang. He lashed out at Nightfang, hissing.

[HwangHarin]

( @Bella )

" Thats what you think. " Ivypaw hissed, and looked at her, waiting for her to get close to her, when she got close Ivypaw went straight, ducking under her

[monfang]

Darkoak threw a cat off of him, then saw Moonfang. Her black pelt had scratches on hit. Her eyes were full of fear, Were is Sapphirestorm?! He thought. Darkoak ran over to the two cats, knocking Nightfang on the ground. "Take that!" He hissed. "Stay behind me," He told Moonfang. He lashed out at Nightfang, hissing.
Nightfang growled, and ran off. Moonfang crawled closer to Darkoak, shivering in fear.
"Th-Thanks, Darkoak..." she whimpered, leaning up against him slightly.

[Starfall]

Empress Of Evil
Cloudspots looked at the deputy ans bowed his head slightly before nodding in agreement "Yes, it is sad, but Grousestar did give them a choiceto choose sides. But i guess some cats are too scared to revolt against their leader." He suggested, turning his attention to his leader as they moved to the next clan "we won....haha," he sighed and swiftly followed to group of cats.
Cloudspots looked beside him to make sure that Arouraflame was following "I have a question for you...what if some of skyclans warriors stay in these clans?" He questioned "What if we bit off more than we can chew? Don't get me wrong, i'll gladly throw away my life for my clan and starclan, but this " he said then flicked his tail at the new mass of battling cats. "Is this what Starclan truely wants? Are they this desprate, are they in so much trouble that that they have cats massacure other cats?" He questioned ans he hissed and clawed at an attacking cat. The dappled skyclan warrior wasn't sure what to think at this moment.

{Open rp}
Dewpaw looked around, her fur rose and her eyes were wide as she saw a few of her own clanmates attack eachother "w-what's happening? Why, what do you mean give up starclan?" She questioned as she heard he rleader yowl. The light grey apprentice crouched and wrapped her tail around herself "i don't want to fight my clanmates! It-it's against the rules!" She yelled, her dark green eyes shone with terrior and disbelief.

[SuspiciousMindz]

Onyx rolled off, and shot up as quickly as he could.
"Oh, but Bleddyn. That's the thing. She will recover, and those kits will show nothing of you. Because if they do, they'll never no it. You don't exist to them." he snarled.
With a final attack, he lunged straight for his flank, hoping to land a pinning attack.
"They're not the ones who have to know it, you two will be haunted by it for as long as they're alive," he sneered as the tom rolled away, giving a little relief to the pain he felt in his legs. Bleddyn spun to face him, fur bristling, "Little Chiaki knows exactly who I am," he gave the guard a sinister grin, knowing exactly what that touches. "I do recall her asking why Lilith doesn't love you, or why you guys lied to her. She's met me, Onyx, you cannot change who she saw in me that day," The russet and black tom left out big details about that day. How he defended the guard and his relationship. How he told that kit his mother did love Onyx, but how Lilith told lies about who Bleddyn really was. He was out to seem horrible, but Chiaki was the judge of that after that day. Bleddyn felt his paws leave the ground as his weight was thrown. Landing with a thud on the ground, he looked up at Onyx, willing him to bring death. "So kill me, Onyx, I want you to. I've done my deed, not even killing me would change the way things will shape up," he murmured the last part dreadfully. The truth could not be denied. The kits to the russet and black fighter were destined to head down a dark path. You could already see it in the way Caliginosity or Sparta acted.

[judas]

Nightfang growled, and ran off. Moonfang crawled closer to Darkoak, shivering in fear.
"Th-Thanks, Darkoak..." she whimpered, leaning up against him slightly.
Darkoak glared at the warrior. "Mouse-brain..." He mewed. His glaze met Moonfangs, "Are you okay? Here...um," He licked her wounds clean. "Sapphirestorm, could do better, were is he? And they kits, were are they!" He looked around, pressing closer to Moonfang. "You have to get back to them!" Why am I like this? I don't even know her kits! He led Moonfang near a tree, less battles were going on there. "Moonfang, are they alright? Should I get them?" He asked.

[Casual Scribbles]

(Yeah, but she's still older than Burrpaw. He's only 7 moons)

"Maybe StarClan hid that knowledge for a reason!" He growled, ducking away from the warning strike. "But you'll never know if you side against them!" The apprentice lunged at her once she was standing again, claws unsheathed, aiming for her flank.

Frostedflight's ears were both torn, and he was knocked backwards by the blow. He slammed into the ground and rolled to his paws. "I never saw you as an enemy." He swiped at the large tom's muzzle. "You were intimidating, yes, but not an enemy!"

Bump for Suspiciousmindz )

[monfang]

"They're not the ones who have to know it, you two will be haunted by it for as long as they're alive," he sneered as the tom rolled away, giving a little relief to the pain he felt in his legs. Bleddyn spun to face him, fur bristling, "Little Chiaki knows exactly who I am," he gave the guard a sinister grin, knowing exactly what that touches. "I do recall her asking why Lilith doesn't love you, or why you guys lied to her. She's met me, Onyx, you cannot change who she saw in me that day," The russet and black tom left out big details about that day. How he defended the guard and his relationship. How he told that kit his mother did love Onyx, but how Lilith told lies about who Bleddyn really was. He was out to seem horrible, but Chiaki was the judge of that after that day. Bleddyn felt his paws leave the ground as his weight was thrown. Landing with a thud on the ground, he looked up at Onyx, willing him to bring death. "So kill me, Onyx, I want you to. I've done my deed, not even killing me would change the way things will shape up," he murmured the last part dreadfully. The truth could not be denied. The kits to the russet and black fighter were destined to head down a dark path. You could already see it in the way Caliginosity or Sparta acted.
"Leave Chiaki out of this! I can tell her the truth of her father. How he was a coward! A fool! How he never loved his sons or her! That's all you truly are, Bleddyn! A hateful, spiteful, murderous tom who wanted nothing to do with her! You manipulated her to hate us like you manipulated Lilith to like you. I swear you are the worst thing to come to the syndicate! Tell my sister hello for me when you reach the Dark Forest!" he snarled, and with a roar-like yowl, he lit his razor-sharp teeth sink into Bleddyn's neck.

[monfang]

Darkoak glared at the warrior. "Mouse-brain..." He mewed. His glaze met Moonfangs, "Are you okay? Here...um," He licked her wounds clean. "Sapphirestorm, could do better, were is he? And they kits, were are they!" He looked around, pressing closer to Moonfang. "You have to get back to them!" Why am I like this? I don't even know her kits! He led Moonfang near a tree, less battles were going on there. "Moonfang, are they alright? Should I get them?" He asked.
"Th-They're safe, outside in the territory..." she huffed, and looked up at Darkoak. She felt her heart race a bit as he licked her wounds, and nuzzled him.
"Thank you, Darkoak..." she mewed, looking at him.

[SuspiciousMindz]

(Yeah, but she's still older than Burrpaw. He's only 7 moons)

"Maybe StarClan hid that knowledge for a reason!" He growled, ducking away from the warning strike. "But you'll never know if you side against them!" The apprentice lunged at her once she was standing again, claws unsheathed, aiming for her flank.

Frostedflight's ears were both torn, and he was knocked backwards by the blow. He slammed into the ground and rolled to his paws. "I never saw you as an enemy." He swiped at the large tom's muzzle. "You were intimidating, yes, but not an enemy!"
Jinxflare was knocked back down, but her hind legs kicked out furiously in attempt to block his incoming attack. Although she barely missed as his claws dug into her flank and she grunted in frustration. With swift movements, the young feline swiped upwards towards him, aiming for his face again. "Starclan doesn't exist in a world where evil thrives!" she yowled, giving the apprentice one hard blow.


"Intimidating is basically seeing an enemy!" he snarled "Because foxes are our enemies! he hissed through gritted teeth as a blow to his muzzle scored long scratches. Crimson welled on his white fur around his face and rage merely fueled him more. He lunged back at the warrior, claws outstretched, ready to bowl him over if it meant throwing this cat to the ground.

[judas]

"Th-They're safe, outside in the territory..." she huffed, and looked up at Darkoak. She felt her heart race a bit as he licked her wounds, and nuzzled him.
"Thank you, Darkoak..." she mewed, looking at him.
Darkoak blushed a bit, flicking his tail. "You need to go their to okay?" he looked around, he rapped his tail around Moonfang. "Is Sapphirestorm with them?" He asked. Darkoak's own wounds stung but he didn't bother to lick them.

[SuspiciousMindz]

"Leave Chiaki out of this! I can tell her the truth of her father. How he was a coward! A fool! How he never loved his sons or her! That's all you truly are, Bleddyn! A hateful, spiteful, murderous tom who wanted nothing to do with her! You manipulated her to hate us like you manipulated Lilith to like you. I swear you are the worst thing to come to the syndicate! Tell my sister hello for me when you reach the Dark Forest!" he snarled, and with a roar-like yowl, he lit his razor-sharp teeth sink into Bleddyn's neck.

Bleddyn merely laughed at the tom's words knowing well that his daughter was smarter than the tales her 'parents' would feed her. His laugh was cut short as the tom sank his teeth into his throat. Bleddyn didn't struggle. He only took his death, knowing nothing would change fate. Slowly but surely, the gurgling noise that rose from his throat were cut short into stillness as a black cloud covered his view.
Bleddyn lay still forever.

[monfang]

Darkoak blushed a bit, flicking his tail. "You need to go their to okay?" he looked around, he rapped his tail around Moonfang. "Is Sapphirestorm with them?" He asked. Darkoak's own wounds stung but he didn't bother to lick them.
"I don't know where he is..." she mewed, and tried to stand. Her wounds were too painful.
"Darkoak, can you go to them... I don't want them alone, and I might not be able to get to them..." she mewed, cringing slightly in pain.

[judas]

"I don't know where he is..." she mewed, and tried to stand. Her wounds were too painful.
"Darkoak, can you go to them... I don't want them alone, and I might not be able to get to them..." she mewed, cringing slightly in pain.
Darkoak lifted her up, letting her lean on his shoulder. "Your going to them!" He slowly fought his way around. Moonfang was still next to him."Which way?" He asked.

[monfang]

Bleddyn merely laughed at the tom's words knowing well that his daughter was smarter than the tales her 'parents' would feed her. His laugh was cut short as the tom sank his teeth into his throat. Bleddyn didn't struggle. He only took his death, knowing nothing would change fate. Slowly but surely, the gurgling noise that rose from his throat were cut short into stillness as a black cloud covered his view.
Bleddyn lay still forever.
Onyx rose, blood lining his maw. He felt the anger in his head reach his heart. He considered Chiaki his own. He knew that she may never love him like he does her, but he knew that she wouldn't have to see him again, or yet use her. He clawed Bleddyn's shoulder twice, then walked away. He left the mark he always left on those whom he killed.
X marks the spot... he thought before leaping over a bush and disappearing into the territory.

[Razmoose]

(I missed a bit of the battle <: )

Foxrain was achen and sore from fighting all the cats she could and her fur was a red-orange. Her claws ached attack after attack ("When will this end?") She stumbled at the edge of the clearing looking around her and taking a breathe before once again jumping in chaos of furs and scents.("For Shadowclan!")


(Im open btw :> )

[Starfall]

{open rp}
Brokenpaw bolted out of the apprentices den when he heard Blazingnight's call, the black and white apprenrice let out a small gasp when he saw a horde of cats begin to battle "W-what in the name of Starclan is going on?!" He questioned, then turned his dark blue orbs in the direction of his leader, wide with disbelief ' Did she just say...we don't need starclan?' he questioned himself. The young tom unseathed his claws and dug them into the ground, his black fur ruffled with anger "I've been looking ip to the wrong person...i'm such a mouse brain." He spat, anger and hatred pooled in his stomach as his blue gaze swept across the clearing of battling cats.
Brokenpaw scrunched his nose up in discust as he thought about the clanmates he called friends, and how they might've been on the opposite side this whole time. The black tom let out a hiss and clawed at the ground, his tail lashing back and fourth in anger "you can't just let go of your past, you can't just let go of who we are as a clan" he spat and lifted his chin, hi sdark blue eyes blazed with anger and sparkled with courage, the lean tom took his first step into battle and readied himself for the first blow.

[Casual Scribbles]

Jinxflare was knocked back down, but her hind legs kicked out furiously in attempt to block his incoming attack. Although she barely missed as his claws dug into her flank and she grunted in frustration. With swift movements, the young feline swiped upwards towards him, aiming for his face again. "Starclan doesn't exist in a world where evil thrives!" she yowled, giving the apprentice one hard blow.


"Intimidating is basically seeing an enemy!" he snarled "Because foxes are our enemies! he hissed through gritted teeth as a blow to his muzzle scored long scratches. Crimson welled on his white fur around his face and rage merely fueled him more. He lunged back at the warrior, claws outstretched, ready to bowl him over if it meant throwing this cat to the ground.


"Good always exists, even among the darkest evils." Burrpaw could now see there was no changing this she-cat's mind. He threw all his weight toward her, only to be knocked backwards by Jinxflare's attack. He flexed his jaw, feeling blood fill his mouth as the wound welled up with crimson. A deep gouge ran from his chin up to his lower lip. He spat the blood out, staining the ground pink. "Good will win," he murmured, staring at the ground where the blood was spat. His head snapped up, pupils dilated in rage. "Good always wins!" He yowled, lunging at her, meaning to use the move he had on his mentor and grab her scruff.

Frostedflight hissed, dodging the attack, but getting a deep gouge on his shoulder. "Being intimidated and seeing one as an enemy are two different things!" He growled, ducking his head and lunging forward at the larger tom, throwing his weight into the attack, hoping to slaw into his chest and knock him off balance.

[Mango]

Rasberrybubble nodded to her apprentice," Fight where you please."

Monsterpaw burst out of nowhere," Starclan and the Darkforest don't belongin war, but let's did them of the evilness...!" she started pointing out evil cats with her tail ( was banned by Blazing about 3 moons ago)

Open...

Rasberrybubble will fight on Blazingnight's side mainly because she feels startled and confused, she'll probably attack anyone she wants too.

[seasalt]

Applepaw gave out a large snarl, amber orbs glaring at the Skyclan Cats. Starclan? What nonsense. She growled, looking for an pathetic Starclan Follower to come at her, as her tail swished back and forth angrily. The molly wanted to tear flesh, to give a death to one of the Skyclan Cats, to prove, that they were wrong, that they had no power in her clan, that they were just a pathetic bunch of rogues who have a will of pathetic dead cats. "Come at me, Starclan Lovers, let me show you the power of Shadowclan!" She yowled confidently, eyes glaring like sharp daggers. Applepaw gave a smirk, challenging the Skyclan Cats to face off against the sharp and rather vicious apprentice.
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Doepaw felt a huff escape her maw as she stalked into the camp with her clanmates, eyes still shining with the same hope, she knew this would work out in the end, nothing would stop her from reforming all the clans, with the clan to help all, Skyclan. She knew of the history of her poor clan, but that didn't matter right now, this clan had a terrible leader, and needed alot of help. She knew what to expect of the Dark Forest Followers, ambitious, deadly, cruel and evil, those qualities needed to be gone, and Doepaw meant gone. The cream and brown tabby whipped around to cautiously, eyes sparking with worry if she would survive this battle or not, her fears were close, and that frightened the Skyclan Apprentice.
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( Blizzardpaw will not be in this battle due to being a new apprentice. )
( Both Open! Applepaw will be killed during the battle,
so you may just be a simple opponent, or the cat who kills her. )

[doghouse]

(Open)
Redpool glanced around, not moving. Who do these cats think they are? Barging in here, speaking of StarClan and attacking us? the gray tabby tom thought indignantly, standing up and looking around, his red furred ears flicking to and fro as he glared at anyone, waiting to be challenged.

[HwangHarin]

Sharppaw and Shypaw tilted their heads and signed, the newly made apprenticed looked at eachother and shrugged

[Mango]

(Open)
Redpool glanced around, not moving. Who do these cats think they are? Barging in here, speaking of StarClan and attacking us? the gray tabby tom thought indignantly, standing up and looking around, his red furred ears flicking to and fro as he glared at anyone, waiting to be challenged.
Cucumberpickle snarled,"Who do you support?

[Ever]

Missed. The thoughts echoed in his mind, his green hues following the females awkward side leap, his body continuing forward before landing on the ground, immediately putting him at a slight advantage, but that didn't matter to him, he simply dismissed it because thinking about it wouldn't help. You just had to spring back.
Sliding along the ground, he immediately attempted to get back up, to regain his position in battle, but she had recovered before him and was already launching at his side. Just as he regained his footing and was getting ready to stand, he was bowled over, the striped she-cat slamming into his side, causing a breath of air to whoosh out of him, feeling teeth sink into his upper arm while his own claws roughly sunk into her flank, hooking into as deep as he could before latching his jaws onto any part of her leg that he could, though more likely the upper part. Feeling her claws sink into his back, he bit harder and muffled out a yowl of pain, now battering at her with his hind legs at lightning speed, hitting wherever he could and doing this in order to cause her to let go as he felt the pain flood his system. He needed to get rid of her advantage or else he'd surely lose this fight, no matter how much of an optimist he was, he knew that he needed to get the upper paw.

She squeezed her eyes shut against the fury of claws. There were teeth piercing her leg, trying to get ahold of her. Above that though was the claws hooked in her flank and the swiping of his back ones. She snarled in frustration, and brung her hind legs up to her chest in an instant. The pain was from his claws needed relief, so she pushed off her back legs. Digging the hind paws' claws she sprang away from him. Though she landed unsteady and stumbled for a moment to regain her balance. She could feel blood running on her side and leg, though the feeling of the slick and warm liquid only motivated her more. She wanted to see more of it, feel more of it, she was the stronger one here and she would make him pay for tress passing. Her golden eyes were filled with a fire of ruby and gold. They landed on the leader once more, her desire for power and to prove herself better then most burning deep in her chest. Though she didn't understand. She wanted to satiate her curiosities towards this group as she killed them off.
"Why are you here, doing this?" She growled at him as she waited for his ext attack. Her sides heaved with the effort to regain a steady breath. Her usually perfectly groomed pelt was matting with mud and blood, ruffled all her fur the wrong way as they had tussled. Her tail cracked back and forth unhappily as she stared down her opponent.

[Strobelight]

Rowanflash pinned Brokenpaw down as he exited the apprentices den,"Whose side are you on?" He hissed

starfall

[mapledash]

The screams and shriek of battle was once more all mapledash could hear, his own heart thumping out of his chest as he clawed at the ennemy, never locking with any of them as they were tackled by other opponents. He was getting further and further in the caterwaul of claws and teeth, clawing at his ennemy's flank and never stopping his motions, preventing any ennemy to pin him down for a deadly blow. He stayed near grousestar in case anything went wrong with the leader. He had nine lives, but you are never too carefull, who knows how many he lost already?
( chancey Anytime you want to attack me.)

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Willowpaw came into the clearing and realised what was going on. "We're attacked??" he exclaimed, maplepaw right behind him as they came back from their trip. This was absolutely not what he had expected to find when they got back. Who even WERE these cats? He gave a worried look at maplepaw behind him before looking back at the chaos going on. Should they go? Should they hide? Should they fight? He wasn't sure of what to do, but with maplepaw behind him, he didn't want to coward this out. "I'm going to ask what's going on!" he told her before running in the battle with his clanmates. He stopped near the nursery, where two warriors were protecting the entrance. "What's going on?" he asked the cats in a hurry, looking everywhere around him in case some cat leaped at them. (Open for anyone)
( @Brooklyn Tree )

~~~~

Mistgaze couldn't stand how noisy this had gotten, all the cats fighting were giving him a headache. He looked around the unknown cats and realised some of them were simple apprentices. -how convenient- he thought as he approached the apprentice he chose as his target. -They will never see it comming- He crept along the edge of the clearing, circling the apprentice like prey, and when he was behind the unsuspecting inexperienced warrior, he leaped, aiming for an easy victim. "You chose the wrong clan to attack, flea-pelts!" he snarled as he jumped, claws outstretched.
( Lonestar23 I will hold my promise, don't worry.)

[Fel]

He'd learned the truth, and surely wasn't happy about it. Russetswirl had come from Riverclan, where he'd witnessed Bucknight's death and his sister, Thornfrost's removal from her position. Apparently, he was a murderer, and Blazingnight was guilty of treason against her leader and deputy- at least, that's what he was told by... well, another cat. It wasn't exactly the most trustworthy thing he'd ever heard, but he couldn't deny something backed up by Halestorm, the former deputy of the clan- Finchfeather most likely had been telling the truth when they bumped into each other on the way. That was why he was here- to help dethrone another cat from their position, one who'd been a traitor her entire leadership. Blazingnight, correct? Gosh, let's hope this works. Arriving right behind the Skyclan cats, him and a few others from the liberated Riverclan were ready to help out in any way they could. "Shadowclan- get ready for freedom." He breathed quietly, his attitude having gotten quite a bit more responsible ever since his confrontation with Thornfrost during the battle of Riverclan. He'd learned something, the idea of not having to believe everything he heard- to question things, and fight for what was truly right- in this case, it was Starclan. Bunching up his limbs as his eyes scanned the clearing quickly, Russetswirl leaped into the fray of battle, claws slightly unsheathed as the tom seemed to be slightly unnerved about the idea of hurting others- but it was in order to protect more innocent lives from the leadership of a so-called tyrant. He couldn't let his guard down for a second, and only had one thing on his mind- we're going to win, and we're going to show mercy. We're going to make it, and we can free this clan without total decimation, at least- we just need to get her to step down. He was finally ready to fight.
Ever

[doghouse]

Cucumberpickle snarled,"Who do you support?
Redpool glared at the unfamiliar tom, a sneer upon his maw. “Well, for one thing, it isn't anyone you'd support.” the large gray tabby tom sneered tauntingly, sitting back and examining his claws, his eyes mild without much in the way of any concern. He looked up, his lips drawn back in a snarl. “Though I'm sure only a mousebrain wouldn't support the Dark Forest and Blazingnight.”

[Mango]

Redpool glared at the unfamiliar tom, a sneer upon his maw. “Well, for one thing, it isn't anyone you'd support.” the large gray tabby tom sneered tauntingly, sitting back and examining his claws, his eyes mild without much in the way of any concern. He looked up, his lips drawn back in a snarl. “Though I'm sure only a mousebrain wouldn't support the Dark Forest and Blazingnight.”
He smirked," Only a fool would get that backwards...,mouse brain yourself!" He retorted. If you ever heard they kill kits for fun in Windclan and agree with it because the kit said they support Starclan then you deserve to die." He unsheathed his claws," Do you, or maybe for sport with the runts of all litters not giving them a chance. Or playing a game where one is the Starclan supporter and the other supports the Darkforest killing the one playing the Starclan supporter, or simply for asking what Starclan is?" He questioned hoping Redpool would say yes or realize his error.

[Ever]

He'd learned the truth, and surely wasn't happy about it. Russetswirl had come from Riverclan, where he'd witnessed Bucknight's death and his sister, Thornfrost's removal from her position. Apparently, he was a murderer, and Blazingnight was guilty of treason against her leader and deputy- at least, that's what he was told by... well, another cat. It wasn't exactly the most trustworthy thing he'd ever heard, but he couldn't deny something backed up by Halestorm, the former deputy of the clan- Finchfeather most likely had been telling the truth when they bumped into each other on the way. That was why he was here- to help dethrone another cat from their position, one who'd been a traitor her entire leadership. Blazingnight, correct? Gosh, let's hope this works. Arriving right behind the Skyclan cats, him and a few others from the liberated Riverclan were ready to help out in any way they could. "Shadowclan- get ready for freedom." He breathed quietly, his attitude having gotten quite a bit more responsible ever since his confrontation with Thornfrost during the battle of Riverclan. He'd learned something, the idea of not having to believe everything he heard- to question things, and fight for what was truly right- in this case, it was Starclan. Bunching up his limbs as his eyes scanned the clearing quickly, Russetswirl leaped into the fray of battle, claws slightly unsheathed as the tom seemed to be slightly unnerved about the idea of hurting others- but it was in order to protect more innocent lives from the leadership of a so-called tyrant. He couldn't let his guard down for a second, and only had one thing on his mind- we're going to win, and we're going to show mercy. We're going to make it, and we can free this clan without total decimation, at least- we just need to get her to step down. He was finally ready to fight.
Ever


Marbledface wiggled out of the warrior's den the minute she heard the first angry yowls. Her black and white mottled pelt was spiked from where she had slept on it. The threats of the two clan leaders sent her into a moment of consideration and confusion. Blazingnight evil, fighting for Starclan? She didn't know there were sides to this, she'd simply always followed her leader. That's what made you a good warrior, right? Her moss eyes were wide with anxiety and unease now, as she considered her options. Though it was an easy choice, she would follow her leader wherever. She was no traitor, she would fight in the name of Shadowclan. "For Shadowclan!" She screamed into the wind as she barreled into the battle. She was healed enough from her shoulder's last flare up- enough. It wasn't sore heading into battle, so she had time to work with in before retreat was necessary. Her ears pinned as she snarled at a tom. She couldn't place a distinct smell to him, not fully Riverclan and it wasn't that of the stranger clan. Something about his scent was familiar. She pushed aside her quick attempt in trying to place him somewhere and ran for him, her teeth bared in a snarl. Her claws were outstretched as she tried to run into his side.

[doghouse]

He smirked," Only a fool would get that backwards...,mouse brain yourself!" He retorted. If you ever heard they kill kits for fun in Windclan and agree with it because the kit said they support Starclan then you deserve to die." He unsheathed his claws," Do you, or maybe for sport with the runts of all litters not giving them a chance. Or playing a game where one is the Starclan supporter and the other supports the Darkforest killing the one playing the Starclan supporter, or simply for asking what Starclan is?" He questioned hoping Redpool would say yes or realize his error.
Redpool shrugged indifferently. “WindClan's loss then. Not mine.” he said evenly, unsheathing his claws. “And don't their mothers teach them that StarClan is evil? Isn't it obvious that StarClan is trying to take over the forest! All those dead cats are dead! Their lives are over, yet they claim power of us!” he snarled, his eyes alight with fury and anger. He wanted to see StarClan destroyed one and for all. The gray and black long legged tabby blinked. “WindClan are all mouse-brained apart from Gorsefeather and Singenight.” he added,clarifying his hatred for WindClan.

[Fel]

Marbledface wiggled out of the warrior's den the minute she heard the first angry yowls. Her black and white mottled pelt was spiked from where she had slept on it. The threats of the two clan leaders sent her into a moment of consideration and confusion. Blazingnight evil, fighting for Starclan? She didn't know there were sides to this, she'd simply always followed her leader. That's what made you a good warrior, right? Her moss eyes were wide with anxiety and unease now, as she considered her options. Though it was an easy choice, she would follow her leader wherever. She was no traitor, she would fight in the name of Shadowclan. "For Shadowclan!" She screamed into the wind as she barreled into the battle. She was healed enough from her shoulder's last flare up- enough. It wasn't sore heading into battle, so she had time to work with in before retreat was necessary. Her ears pinned as she snarled at a tom. She couldn't place a distinct smell to him, not fully Riverclan and it wasn't that of the stranger clan. Something about his scent was familiar. She pushed aside her quick attempt in trying to place him somewhere and ran for him, her teeth bared in a snarl. Her claws were outstretched as she tried to run into his side.

In this tom's mind, what made you a great warrior was fighting for what was right, and being able to support what you believe in. He couldn't just turn away from his family and friends who resided in the stars now, knowing that they were watching him and rooting for his own victories every day. Russetswirl was fighting for those who died for us, and helped shape the clans around them- and he couldn't stop now, not when he'd arrived to help win their fight. As he jumped into the battle, his dark eyes widened as a Shadowclan molly seemed to recognize him right away, running towards him as he stood towards the entrance of camp. He didn't fully smell like Riverclan, but he should smell like it enough to that he wouldn't be profiled as a Skyclan cat as well- but he didn't have time to think about things like that. Immediately swerving away as the Shadowclan warrior came charging through, he didn't have the time to react fully, leaving a slash on one of his hind legs as he scrambled away, panting in surprise. She was a good fighter- I hope that I can do better, for everybody's sake. Mumbling a few incoherent words to himself about Starclan, the bulky tom attempted to swerve underneath the cat in order to knock her legs out from under her, though his large size might compromise the move. Running as fast as he possibly could, the tom dove for her hind legs with claws sheathed, not aiming to scratch- only to simply unbalance her.

[Mango]

Redpool shrugged indifferently. “WindClan's loss then. Not mine.” he said evenly, unsheathing his claws. “And don't their mothers teach them that StarClan is evil? Isn't it obvious that StarClan is trying to take over the forest! All those dead cats are dead! Their lives are over, yet they claim power of us!” he snarled, his eyes alight with fury and anger. He wanted to see StarClan destroyed one and for all. The gray and black long legged tabby blinked. “WindClan are all mouse-brained apart from Gorsefeather and Singenight.” he added,clarifying his hatred for WindClan.
Cucumberpickle scowled," Starclan simply sends us omens and leaves us be, helps our medicine cats and leaders. Why do you hate them, what have they done to you?!?"

[Starfall]

Rowanflash pinned Brokenpaw down as he exited the apprentices den,"Whose side are you on?" He hissed

starfall
Strobelight
Brokwnpaw hissed as he was pinned by the larger warrior "My ancestors side!" He spat and clawed at the warriors face and wrighled free of Rowanflash's grip. The black apprentice spun around and looked at the warrior hatred danced in his blue orbs, his black fur rose as he watched clanmates kill other clanmates.
{Sorry cooking dinner brb}

[doghouse]

Cucumberpickle scowled," Starclan simply sends us omens and leaves us be, helps our medicine cats and leaders. Why do you hate them, what have they done to you?!?"
Redpool hissed. “It's not me. They lie. Their omens are fake. They claim to have power of us, but they're supposedly just a bunch of dead cats that may or may not exist!” he snarled, anger filling his voice. He took a step closer, his fur standing on end and ears flat.

[Starfall]

Applepaw gave out a large snarl, amber orbs glaring at the Skyclan Cats. Starclan? What nonsense. She growled, looking for an pathetic Starclan Follower to come at her, as her tail swished back and forth angrily. The molly wanted to tear flesh, to give a death to one of the Skyclan Cats, to prove, that they were wrong, that they had no power in her clan, that they were just a pathetic bunch of rogues who have a will of pathetic dead cats. "Come at me, Starclan Lovers, let me show you the power of Shadowclan!" She yowled confidently, eyes glaring like sharp daggers. Applepaw gave a smirk, challenging the Skyclan Cats to face off against the sharp and rather vicious apprentice.
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Doepaw felt a huff escape her maw as she stalked into the camp with her clanmates, eyes still shining with the same hope, she knew this would work out in the end, nothing would stop her from reforming all the clans, with the clan to help all, Skyclan. She knew of the history of her poor clan, but that didn't matter right now, this clan had a terrible leader, and needed alot of help. She knew what to expect of the Dark Forest Followers, ambitious, deadly, cruel and evil, those qualities needed to be gone, and Doepaw meant gone. The cream and brown tabby whipped around to cautiously, eyes sparking with worry if she would survive this battle or not, her fears were close, and that frightened the Skyclan Apprentice.
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( Blizzardpaw will not be in this battle due to being a new apprentice. )
( Both Open! Applepaw will be killed during the battle,
so you may just be a simple opponent, or the cat who kills her. )

{whoops, posted with the wrong cat, lemme try that again XD }
Cloudspots heard a shadowclan apprentice yowl and looked in the direction of the cry, his light blue orbs scanned the clearing, looking for the one who is not on starclans side. After a few seconds of serching the dappled warrior spotted a small apprentice. The skyclan warrior twiched his wiskers and swiftly made his way to the molly, anger began to pool in his stomach the closer he got to the apprentice "There is nothing wrong with believi g in our ancestors." He snorted, unseathing his claws once he got close enough to see just how dangerous she may be.
Cloudspots lashed his tail and rose his chin, confidence danced across his blue orbs as he looked down at applepaw "Do you really believe that you can defeat me? Defeat Skyclan? Defeat all of those who are loyal to their ancestors, who are loyal to their past, present, and furute?" He questioned, his dappled fur seemed sleek in the sun, the blood caked on his claws sticky as he dug his claws into the earth. The skyclan warrior bent down and shoved his muzzle close to the mollys "You really think a piece of fox-dung like you is able to take down all 5 clans legacy? You think you can take down, the history of the clans, thry must be bad at teaching you apprentices how to respect your clans past." He spat, his sky blue eyes blazed with anger as he growled at the apprentice.

[Strobelight]

Rowanflash hissed and leapt for the Tom,"Fool!Don't you want to follow us!We are stronger together!We don't need Starclan!" He managed to score a bite on Brokenpaws forepaw,But he slipped under him.

[Socks]

(Open Post)
Spottedstone stood among the Skyclan cats, fighting for Starclan with them. He stood ready to take an attack but hadn't attacked anyone and didn't plan to yet.
Back at Riverclan when Bucknight was alive, he fought against this clan. He hadn't cared much for the leader but was raised to obey the leader of his clan.
Now that the leader was dead he wanted to fight with the Skyclan cats to repay them for fighting them, even though he didn't fully want to fight them. He looked around him, determined to not be surprised by an attacking cat.

[HwangHarin]

Ivypaw stood in the back, guessing no one would attack a riverclan apprentice. She watched the skyclan cats fight and glanced at the Shadowclan cats

[Teza]

Gusty

White paws ran furiously through the undergrowth, working hard enough to their owner's way to the battleground just in time to hear Grousestar's speech. 'Skyclan? They're real?!' she thought. 'They're on Starclan's side. I must fight with them, if they're telling the truth, but what if they aren't?' She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath. She felt a sudden warmth on her side, and smelled the sweet scent of her mother. 'I must fight Shadowclan, as a true Shadowclan warrior.' She took in another breath of her mother's sweet scent, puffed out her chest fur, and crouched down, hoping no cat saw her lurking in the brush a bit away. She singled out a long-hair'd Siamese. 'Swiftfang, you're mine,' she thought. When the call was given, she lunged at the older tom with a yowl of war, lunging at him with claws unsheathed.

[Ever]

In this tom's mind, what made you a great warrior was fighting for what was right, and being able to support what you believe in. He couldn't just turn away from his family and friends who resided in the stars now, knowing that they were watching him and rooting for his own victories every day. Russetswirl was fighting for those who died for us, and helped shape the clans around them- and he couldn't stop now, not when he'd arrived to help win their fight. As he jumped into the battle, his dark eyes widened as a Shadowclan molly seemed to recognize him right away, running towards him as he stood towards the entrance of camp. He didn't fully smell like Riverclan, but he should smell like it enough to that he wouldn't be profiled as a Skyclan cat as well- but he didn't have time to think about things like that. Immediately swerving away as the Shadowclan warrior came charging through, he didn't have the time to react fully, leaving a slash on one of his hind legs as he scrambled away, panting in surprise. She was a good fighter- I hope that I can do better, for everybody's sake. Mumbling a few incoherent words to himself about Starclan, the bulky tom attempted to swerve underneath the cat in order to knock her legs out from under her, though his large size might compromise the move. Running as fast as he possibly could, the tom dove for her hind legs with claws sheathed, not aiming to scratch- only to simply unbalance her.

Her emerald eyes were sharp and ready as she scrambled back to her feet. She hit him with her good shoulder so it took her less time to regain her balance after she'd skidded past him. Though in a quick turn he was already rushing at her feet, she jumped forward as best as she could, but his claws caught her back right paw. She veered to the right and tried to twist her body to allow equal impact to both legs. Though she stumbled to the right, regaining her balance as she shoulder took its first impact and began to ache. Her lips were curled in a snarl as she watched the tom return to his paws. She would have attacked but she wanted the time to collect herself and try to let her shoulder recuperate. Her mind tried to make sense of the sudden flurry of claws and fur that swelled through the once peaceful and quiet clearing. She second guessed her side again. But Starclan don't even exist, right? Why are they fighting in the name of them? She returned her attention to the tom before her quickly though and bared her teeth in a hiss. She needed to keep on focus and defend her clans from the intruders.
The mottled molly circled to his left, going slow and cautious but approaching him as she circled slowly. She wanted him to make the move first, it was her best chance of winning to protect herself and make small jabs, though one slip or trip and that was it for her gamble. Plus she did not know how fast the tom could be if he wanted to, so her game of letting him make the next move was a risky one when she could have had the upper hand.

[goddess of ducks]

Empress Of Evil
In the crowd of rebels stood Cloudyfoot, his amber eye searching the clearing; at least in the last battle they had fought, the warrior was familiar with his surroundings. The other ShadowClan tom that had dashed to Blazingnight's side was obviously for the Dark Forest to rule. Cloudyfoot's amber eyes fell on his victim; the tom felt a little remorse for bardging into the ShadowClan camp, probably scaring the queens half to death. As fast as the burly tom could, he rushed down to meet Rusticash, his muscles--or at least what he had-- bulging under his gray tabby coat. Resting himself on his hind pillars for a second, Cloudyfoot prepared to launch at Rusticash; as he leaped into the air, he had his paws pointed at the tom. "SkyClan is what we all prayed for," Cloudyfoot mewed to the tom, his maw formed in an angry smile.
Rusticash swerved his paws away from his now battling leader. He didn't need her into any more trouble than she was already in. The muscular tom barreled straight into Cloudyfoot, feeling his shoulder collide harshly with the other. As soon as he came into contact with apt he tom, Riverclan scent flooded his flaring nostrils, washing his scent glands with the oily, harsh fish smell. "Skyclan are intruders, you filthy traitor! Get out of my Clan!" He hissed, swiping his claws at the dense fog colored fur of the Riverclan warrior.

[goddess of ducks]

Ashpaw listened to the other apprentice speak, and flicked an ear, before chuckling softly. "You're cute. I'm going to feel real bad when I kill you." She purred, meeting the apprentice's hues with her own yellow ones. Ashpaw was not unreasonable, but this; this was too much for her. Blazingnight had made their Clan stronger. And now he was fighting against her. Even if what he said was true, even if they were destroying the Clan- which she highly doubted- Blazingnight was their leader. It was up to her to make the decisions for the Clan, not up to StarClan or these strange cats. Still smiling, her expression distorted to one of hatred and she lashed out again, digging her claws into Graypaw's shoulder and tightening them to inflict more damage before releasing him, drops of blood shaking off her claws as she did so.
Graypaw hissed in pain. He resorted to that, knowing form experience yowling would only bring the attacker more pleasure. He pulled his muscles away, feeling them rip under his bloodied gray pelt. He moved back, limping somewhat and began balancing in his good paw. Knowing he couldn't fight with only one paw, the tom cat reared up, slashing wildly at the other apprentice, aiming for what ever he could get his claws on, while still trying to protect his stomach.

[goddess of ducks]

@Nighty Maplefall
The brown tabby fell down onto his back in shock; his green orbs widened in fierce surprise that Robinblaze knocked him over. "Blazing isn't destroying our home!" Mintpaw retorted, furrowing his brow. "He's saving it! SkyClan's the one that's causing the destruction!" His point was so clear, he couldn't understand why some ShadowClanners were fighting against him. They should be united, not fight for the enemy!

"Oh. And even if StarClan didn't guide us, we'd be fine!" He added on to Bumbleleap, struggling to let out of the older tom's strong grasp. "Shadow was strong without them." He finished, thrashing around. The tom didn't expect to be attacked so quickly by a fellow clanmate that he'd seen around the clearing and territory occasionally. Was it truly friend against friend?
"Oh come on Mintpaw! Wrap your thick skull around it! We don't want to hurt you, but you're making it awful hard not to. Blazing is destroying is from the inside out. She's power hungry, only wanting the fame. She makes us stronger because she rules with fear, not hope for a stronger Clan." He said pleading almost with the apprentice, wanting him to understand. He hated wasting blood, especially one of his own Clan. If only he could get his point across, then maybe he wouldn't have to fight the apprentice, and stop him before he did something stupid that he would regret later on.

[SuspiciousMindz]

"Good always exists, even among the darkest evils." Burrpaw could now see there was no changing this she-cat's mind. He threw all his weight toward her, only to be knocked backwards by Jinxflare's attack. He flexed his jaw, feeling blood fill his mouth as the wound welled up with crimson. A deep gouge ran from his chin up to his lower lip. He spat the blood out, staining the ground pink. "Good will win," he murmured, staring at the ground where the blood was spat. His head snapped up, pupils dilated in rage. "Good always wins!" He yowled, lunging at her, meaning to use the move he had on his mentor and grab her scruff.

Frostedflight hissed, dodging the attack, but getting a deep gouge on his shoulder. "Being intimidated and seeing one as an enemy are two different things!" He growled, ducking his head and lunging forward at the larger tom, throwing his weight into the attack, hoping to slaw into his chest and knock him off balance.

A mocking emotion shone in her yellow hues now as she stared at the apprentice. "You're a fool to think that!" she sneered, her tail lashing to and fro. "If there's good then show me the good within myself. You'll be searching forever," she snarled. The wounds along her body stung. It dyed her ebony pelt turning somewhat dark red as she moved around the apprentice threateningly. He seemed to have murmured something before his move surprised the she-cat. Unable to dodge out of the way, she screeched with rage, she couldn't be outdone by an apprentice! What would Blazingnight think? Foolish of her. His teeth felt sharp against her scruff and she tried to squirm from his grasp.


It worked. The fox-colored tom fell backwards, landing harshly on his back. The air was squeezed from him and he had to take a moment to recover, although within that moment, a piercing pain struck at his chest. No! he thought, his hues widening as he looked up at the other tom cat. Blood welled from his chest, but his hind legs worked frantically against the warriors stomach in attempt to get him off. Foxspring didn't even notice the fur flying as the clumsily kicks he was giving in his desperate need to get the tom away from the vulnerable areas around his chest and neck.

[Mystery]

(I hate when its to late..)
(Well imam just post this anyway---) Smoketooth charged in the mass of cats. He could barely see where he was going , but he carried on darting away in the horde of cats.

[Empress Of Evil]

@Cloudy (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=15) @Empress Of Evil (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=35)
Rusticash dashed into the clearing. He saw Blazingnight as she called her warriors against the intruders. His hackles rose as he saw the numerous cats ready to fight them. Skyclan? Who the heck is Skyclan? HE thought in confusion. The red marbled tom raced to his leader's side, ready to fight along side her. This is what he believed, what he trained for, and he was ready for every moment of it.


@Lonestar23 (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=42)
Graypaw gazed in horror as the new cats came upon them. He looked to Blazingnight instinctively, but remembered, she was against him personally. There was no way he could not believe in Starclan. Besides, it's where his sister was, and he had to hold onto the hope that he would see her again one day. HE listened to the Skyclan leader, hope swelling inside him. We're not alone! The long haired gray tom slipped to the side of the Clearing and made his way over to Skyclan's side, making it obvious by his posture he was on their side, not Blazingnight's.
Gusty
Robinblaze spotted the apprentice rooting for Blazingnight. He growled and lunged himself at the cat. He toppled over the cat, bringing them both to the ground. "How dare you support the one who is destroying our home!" The dappled tom cat hissed. He had had enough of these evil cats taking over. HE missed his old friend who was evicted from the Clan because of her. Blazingnight had said Halestorm and Smokepaw were taken away by Twolegs, but he knew that if she saw that, then she did nothing to help them, no matter what lies she told the others.

Empress Of Evil
In the crowd of rebels stood Cloudyfoot, his amber eye searching the clearing; at least in the last battle they had fought, the warrior was familiar with his surroundings. The other ShadowClan tom that had dashed to Blazingnight's side was obviously for the Dark Forest to rule. Cloudyfoot's amber eyes fell on his victim; the tom felt a little remorse for bardging into the ShadowClan camp, probably scaring the queens half to death. As fast as the burly tom could, he rushed down to meet Rusticash, his muscles--or at least what he had-- bulging under his gray tabby coat. Resting himself on his hind pillars for a second, Cloudyfoot prepared to launch at Rusticash; as he leaped into the air, he had his paws pointed at the tom. "SkyClan is what we all prayed for," Cloudyfoot mewed to the tom, his maw formed in an angry smile.

Auroraflame had her teeth bared with a hostile expression on her face. This is was all for StarClan. The deputy suddenly noticed a tom cat, who appeared to be a supporter of the evil leaders. She also spotted another cat, who was a RiverClan cat. He must've tagged along to fight, Auroraflame thought. She sprinted towards the red marbled tom, skidding to a stop as she reached the two tom cats. She nodded to Cloudyfoot, as if sending a message, hoping he would get what she meant. She lunged at Rusticash after that without a moments hesitation. She snarled as she lunged, aiming for Rusticash's back. (Writers Block)

[SuspiciousMindz]

(I hate when its to late..)
(Well imam just post this anyway---) Smoketooth charged in the mass of cats. He could barely see where he was going , but he carried on darting away in the horde of cats.
A body slammed into the white tabby's side, turning on her paws she glared at the feline who did it. "Who do you fight for?" she hissed hoping this feline wasn't on the enemies side, her tail lashed to and fro. Owlwing awaited his answer, lowering herself to the ground in case he was an enemy. She was led into this battle and now she would finish saving the clans that were enslaved to such vile leaders.

[Empress Of Evil]

Suspiciousmindz
Crimsontiger leapt into the crowd of fighting cats. She looked around, searching for the familiar pelt of her sister Cougarpaw and the also familiar pelt of Blackfalcon. She felt rather panicky, knowing that any cat could jump on her at any moment. This was her first battle as a warrior. Actually, change that. This was her first battle ever. "Blackfalcon!", Crimsontiger yowled, though her call was drowned by the noise of shrieking and fighting cats. She desperately searched the crowd for her best friend. She wasn't ready to fight alone. Not yet. And she didn't even know who she was going to fight. Yet who could ever known what awaited her.

[SuspiciousMindz]

Suspiciousmindz
Crimsontiger leapt into the crowd of fighting cats. She looked around, searching for the familiar pelt of her sister Cougarpaw and the also familiar pelt of Blackfalcon. She felt rather panicky, knowing that any cat could jump on her at any moment. This was her first battle as a warrior. Actually, change that. This was her first battle ever. "Blackfalcon!", Crimsontiger yowled, though her call was drowned by the noise of shrieking and fighting cats. She desperately searched the crowd for her best friend. She wasn't ready to fight alone. Not yet. And she didn't even know who she was going to fight. Yet who could ever known what awaited her.
Blackfalcon stalked through the crowd, approaching the feline he called his best friend. "Crimsontiger," he meowed over the shrieks, his gaze widening when he realized that they'd soon learn what side they fight for. Surely his best friend wasn't fighting against their leader, right? The ebony warrior finally picked up his pace and reached the other warrior, his gaze flicking from her to the battle, the unavoidable question showing in his icy hues as he rested them firmly on her. It was the moment of truth.

[Mystery]

A body slammed into the white tabby's side, turning on her paws she glared at the feline who did it. "Who do you fight for?" she hissed hoping this feline wasn't on the enemies side, her tail lashed to and fro. Owlwing awaited his answer, lowering herself to the ground in case he was an enemy. She was led into this battle and now she would finish saving the clans that were enslaved to such vile leaders.

'Who do I fight for?' He repeated , then added 'My leader , of course!'
(God I make speech sound rubbish) He waited for the cat to speek , unsheathing his claws and ready to fight

[SuspiciousMindz]

'Who do I fight for?' He repeated , then added 'My leader , of course!'
(God I make speech sound rubbish) He waited for the cat to speek , unsheathing his claws and ready to fight
Owlwing snarled "Then you'll pay!" The white tabby launched herself at the warrior, her claws outstretched and a fire blazing in his eyes. "You're a traitor to your ancestors, you'll never see the stars!" she snarled, her well aimed blows going for his face and neck. It wasn't like this feline to be so ruthless, but after the battle in Riverclan, she knew she had to be if her clan mates were to survive this terrible war.

[Empress Of Evil]

Blackfalcon stalked through the crowd, approaching the feline he called his best friend. "Crimsontiger," he meowed over the shrieks, his gaze widening when he realized that they'd soon learn what side they fight for. Surely his best friend wasn't fighting against their leader, right? The ebony warrior finally picked up his pace and reached the other warrior, his gaze flicking from her to the battle, the unavoidable question showing in his icy hues as he rested them firmly on her. It was the moment of truth.

Crimsontiger let out a sigh of relief when she heard her best friend say her name. "Oh thank StarClan, it's you", Crimsontiger said in relief. "Come on, we need to destroy the Blazingnight supporters. We can't let Blazingnight reign for any longer", the ebony she cat said. Crimsontiger knew that no one deserved to die but if it was for the best. She was sure that Blackfalcon would agree with her. He couldn't possibly be supporting Blazingnight. Was he? She impatiently awaited his reply, the shrieks and yowls that reached her ears made her wince. The longer they stood like this, the more non-Blazingnight supporters would be hurt or even killed.

[Strobelight]

(Is Cougarpaw open?Cuz if she is then....)
Rowanflash sped away before Brokenpaw could attack,He searched the clearing for enemies,his orbs swirling around.

[SuspiciousMindz]

Crimsontiger let out a sigh of relief when she heard her best friend say her name. "Oh thank StarClan, it's you", Crimsontiger said in relief. "Come on, we need to destroy the Blazingnight supporters. We can't let Blazingnight reign for any longer", the ebony she cat said. Crimsontiger knew that no one deserved to die but if it was for the best. She was sure that Blackfalcon would agree with her. He couldn't possibly be supporting Blazingnight. Was he? She impatiently awaited his reply, the shrieks and yowls that reached her ears made her wince. The longer they stood like this, the more non-Blazingnight supporters would be hurt or even killed.
Blackfalcon's eyes saddened. He should've known. The ebony warrior shook his head. "Forgive me, friend," he murmured, his claws unsheathing before he suddenly lunged at his best friend. In an instant he was on top of her, his claws sinking into her fur. "I must defend my leader!" he yowled over the battle, although his icy hues regretted every moment that went by. This was a battle one of them would have to give in to and he refused to be feline that Crimsontiger runs out of the camp. Although the sadness in his hues changed to anger as he thought about how foolish he must have been to believe that she would follow his beliefs. After everything they had been through! "Why couldn't you have believed in Blazingnight! She wasn't doing any harm until someone stepped up to her!" he growled, refusing to let go of the she-cat.

[Momotaro]

[QUOTE=Gusty;77446]@Nighty Maplefall
The brown tabby fell down onto his back in shock; his green orbs widened in fierce surprise that Robinblaze knocked him over. "Blazing isn't destroying our home!" Mintpaw retorted, furrowing his brow. "He's saving it! SkyClan's the one that's causing the destruction!" His point was so clear, he couldn't understand why some ShadowClanners were fighting against him. They should be united, not fight for the enemy!

"Oh. And even if StarClan didn't guide us, we'd be fine!" He added on to Bumbleleap, struggling to let out of the older tom's strong grasp. "Shadow was strong without them." He finished, thrashing around. The tom didn't expect to be attacked so quickly by a fellow clanmate that he'd seen around the clearing and territory occasionally. Was it truly friend against friend?[/QUOTE

Bumbleleap loosened his grip, "Did you listen to the elders stories as a kit?! Do you know the tale of black star? When he stopped believing the clan fell apart!?" As he was saying that he shoved him away, he didn't want to harm the apprentice, just make sure he came to his senses.

Gusty

(Sorry I reply so late; I live in England)

[Empress Of Evil]

Blackfalcon's eyes saddened. He should've known. The ebony warrior shook his head. "Forgive me, friend," he murmured, his claws unsheathing before he suddenly lunged at his best friend. In an instant he was on top of her, his claws sinking into her fur. "I must defend my leader!" he yowled over the battle, although his icy hues regretted every moment that went by. This was a battle one of them would have to give in to and he refused to be feline that Crimsontiger runs out of the camp. Although the sadness in his hues changed to anger as he thought about how foolish he must have been to believe that she would follow his beliefs. After everything they had been through! "Why couldn't you have believed in Blazingnight! She wasn't doing any harm until someone stepped up to her!" he growled, refusing to let go of the she-cat.

Crimsontiger's eyes widened in shock. No. This couldn't be happening. A second after, she was pinned to the ground, Blackfalcon's claws sinking into her ebony coloured fur. Tears started to form in her eyes. Why? Why did this have to happen to her and Blackfalcon? They had had so many good times, they'd never faught seriously except for training. And now look at them. "No Blackfalcon", Crimsontiger begged from under him, her eyes wet from tears and there was a sob in her voice. "Please. It doesn't have to be this way", Crimsontiger sobbed. "I know Blazingnight didn't do any harm, but it was never meant to be", the she cat said. "Please Blackfalcon, I don't want to have to fight you", Crimsontiger said. She struggled from underneath what she had formerly called her best friend. No. He was still her best friend, no matter what happened they always would be best friends. They would solve this problem together. Somehow. Seeing she was just about stuck, she took in a deep breath and more tears started to fall. "I'm sorry.", she said before leaping up suddenly, throwing Blackfalcon off in the process. She lashed out at him, if this was the way things had to be then so be it.

[Mystery]

Owlwing snarled "Then you'll pay!" The white tabby launched herself at the warrior, her claws outstretched and a fire blazing in his eyes. "You're a traitor to your ancestors, you'll never see the stars!" she snarled, her well aimed blows going for his face and neck. It wasn't like this feline to be so ruthless, but after the battle in Riverclan, she knew she had to be if her clan mates were to survive this terrible war.
He aimed to scrape at her body , a battle cry freeing itself from his open-wide mouth. He was inexperienced , but he knew many battle moves. He would not let this clan , Skyclan , take his leader.
(I'd really like him to be killed in a minute (As in roleplay , cuz yeah..) )

A small apprentice , Owlpaw , was cowering in a corner just outside the apprentice's den. She wasn't sure whether to run or stay and fight.

[Casual Scribbles]

A mocking emotion shone in her yellow hues now as she stared at the apprentice. "You're a fool to think that!" she sneered, her tail lashing to and fro. "If there's good then show me the good within myself. You'll be searching forever," she snarled. The wounds along her body stung. It dyed her ebony pelt turning somewhat dark red as she moved around the apprentice threateningly. He seemed to have murmured something before his move surprised the she-cat. Unable to dodge out of the way, she screeched with rage, she couldn't be outdone by an apprentice! What would Blazingnight think? Foolish of her. His teeth felt sharp against her scruff and she tried to squirm from his grasp.


It worked. The fox-colored tom fell backwards, landing harshly on his back. The air was squeezed from him and he had to take a moment to recover, although within that moment, a piercing pain struck at his chest. No! he thought, his hues widening as he looked up at the other tom cat. Blood welled from his chest, but his hind legs worked frantically against the warriors stomach in attempt to get him off. Foxspring didn't even notice the fur flying as the clumsily kicks he was giving in his desperate need to get the tom away from the vulnerable areas around his chest and neck.


Burrpaw bit down, hard, and held on. Jinxflare squirmed beneath him. There's good in her, I know it. I can see it! He thought desperately. I don't want to kill her! If I can just stall her until the battle is won... Burrpaw looked around with his limited mobility. I'm sorry for this, Burrpaw unsheathed his claws again, and swiped at the area he shoulder muscles were, with enough strength to injur the muscles themselves. The brown tabby apprentice just hoped he'd calculated the distance right, as he could barely see from the amount he could turn his head, very little, and from the blood spilling into his eye from the wound over it. By now, his right paw had started to throb with a dull, lingering, pain from the injury from the day before. He hoped he could last this battle without hurting it even worse.

Frostedflight was surprised when he was actually able to knock Foxspring down. He recoiled for a second at the blows to his underbelly. He could feel the scars that were bleeding, and would probably take a long time to heal. "A kit may see his father as intimidating, because of how large he is to their small eyes," he began, placing one, large, strong paw on Foxspring's exposed neck, hard enough to keep him down, but not hard enough to crush his windpipe, which he could very easily do. He winced at the pain from the repetitive blows, "but they look up to him as well. The only time a kit may see his father as the enemy is if their father tries to kill them," he paused, choosing his next words carefully. "I may have seen you as intimidating, because you're bigger than me, but I also looked up to you. I admired your strenght and size, how it gave you an advantage. I admired your fox-like appearance because of how it could make your opponent uneasy. I admired all of that, but I never saw you as an enemy," he hoped that his little speach would be enough to change Foxspring's mind about Frostedflight. He hoped the larger tom would realize that the black and white spotted tom was never his enemy until now, and maybe he'd stop, and they could fight side-by-side.

[Maplefur]

(Open Post)
Spottedstone stood among the Skyclan cats, fighting for Starclan with them. He stood ready to take an attack but hadn't attacked anyone and didn't plan to yet.
Back at Riverclan when Bucknight was alive, he fought against this clan. He hadn't cared much for the leader but was raised to obey the leader of his clan.
Now that the leader was dead he wanted to fight with the Skyclan cats to repay them for fighting them, even though he didn't fully want to fight them. He looked around him, determined to not be surprised by an attacking cat.
(Don't know if anyone responded yet but...)
Pinestorm searched through the crowd of fighting cats. While he was fighting for his leader, he refused to fight one of his own. I'll find one of those Skyclan cats instead. He didn't have any faith, or belief really, in Starclan. While he didn't support all that the Evil Era brought about, he wanted to stay loyal to his clan, and therefore his leader. When the scent of a Riverclan cat hit him, he was bewildered at first, then outraged. He pin pointed the cat, muscles tensing as he called out to the other tom. "What business does Riverclan have here? Leave now, before you regret it!" He would give the other cat a chance to back down, but after that he wouldn't hold himself back in battle. Blood roared in his ears, adrenaline pumping and making him ready for battle. This was what he was good at, fighting, not stupid stalking techniques. He crouched low to the ground, green eyes narrowing as he prepared himself if this came to a fight.

[Mango]

Redpool hissed. “It's not me. They lie. Their omens are fake. They claim to have power of us, but they're supposedly just a bunch of dead cats that may or may not exist!” he snarled, anger filling his voice. He took a step closer, his fur standing on end and ears flat.
Cucumberpickle snorted," Then remain ignorant!" He flew at Redpool and slashed his neck, midair before boosting off his head and landing on his back digging his claws in," Shadowclan I've heard is most Darkforest supporters is that true?"

[doghouse]

Cucumberpickle snorted," Then remain ignorant!" He flew at Redpool and slashed his neck, midair before boosting off his head and landing on his back digging his claws in," Shadowclan I've heard is most Darkforest supporters is that true?"
“I certainly hope so. Though I do wonder how many traitors there are among us....” as be spoke, he reared back to dislodge the tom, then whipped around and aimed a few blows at the cats head and shoulders, though he would've gladly go for the cat's throat, he wanted to toy with the tom first.

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

Littlepaw raked her claws across the unknown cat's muzzle. She tackled him, her sides stung, she jumped back at Neko. She clawed his belly more, Just enough so he can't fight She thought. Soon she flung herself back at the other cat. She raked her claws down his side.
Neko managed to aim a feeble blow at the cat's shoulder, but as he was entirely untrained in fighting--unlike his brother--and eventually gave up, going limp and closing his eyes.
"Stay away from him!" Pardus hissed, kicking the cat as far from Neko as he could with his hind legs and leaping back to stand over his brother. "Neko.. Neko?" Calm down, he's breathing. Just calm down. Half carrying, half dragging his brother to the edge of the clearing, he set him down.

[judas]

Littlepaw pounced on the other cat, throwing him against a tree. "You betrayed the clans!" She hissed. She stopped, looking down at the cat. "You have done your cats well, and fight for what you believe in. For that I honor you, Thank you for meeting me in battle. But," Littlepaw walked up to his head. "I fail to know who I am fighting? I believe we should introduce are selfs, I'm Littlepaw and you are?" She asked.

[Strobelight]

His eyes flashed as he saw some cat dragging Neko across the ground,He saw a opportunity to attack.
He slid quietly towards him and leapt for the attack,He managed to pin him down as the cat writhed under him,"Who do you fight for?"

[Mango]

“I certainly hope so. Though I do wonder how many traitors there are among us....” as be spoke, he reared back to dislodge the tom, then whipped around and aimed a few blows at the cats head and shoulders, though he would've gladly go for the cat's throat, he wanted to toy with the tom first.

He dodged the blows and reared up and scratched Redpool's face. ( Who'll win)

[monfang]

( Raggedclaw Spirited Darkness )
Onyx walked around in the shadows of the edge of the clearing, looking for his next victim.

[Raggedclaw]

Harepaw snuck into the chaotic battlefield, trying to find Redpool. She knows he told her to stay away but the thought she may lose him without ever saying anything kept her moving forward. She didn't even see that she had already passed him.

[doghouse]

Harepaw snuck into the chaotic battlefield, trying to find Redpool. She knows he told her to stay away but the thought she may lose him without ever saying anything kept her moving forward. She didn't even see that she had already passed him.
( Raggedclaw Spirited Darkness )
Onyx walked around in the shadows of the edge of the clearing, looking for his next victim.
(No one. Redpool is abandoning the fight # Hashtag )
Redpool snarled and slashed the tom's muzzle, then he spotted a familiar black and white tabby shape and the large tom cast one last hateful glance at the SkyClan tom before starting to move towards Harepaw. But he lost sight of her for a moment, and it was slow going, trying to weave through the mass of fighting cats. He was nearly oblivious to anything behind or beside him, and could've walked past someone without even noticing.

[goddess of ducks]

Auroraflame had her teeth bared with a hostile expression on her face. This is was all for StarClan. The deputy suddenly noticed a tom cat, who appeared to be a supporter of the evil leaders. She also spotted another cat, who was a RiverClan cat. He must've tagged along to fight, Auroraflame thought. She sprinted towards the red marbled tom, skidding to a stop as she reached the two tom cats. She nodded to Cloudyfoot, as if sending a message, hoping he would get what she meant. She lunged at Rusticash after that without a moments hesitation. She snarled as she lunged, aiming for Rusticash's back. (Writers Block)

Cloudy
Rusticash hissed as the new cat attacked him. This time an unfamiliar mountain fresh scent swirled across his nostrils. This must be what Skyclan smells like. The dirty intruders. HE thought angrily. He lashed out at the new attacker aiming for her legs to cause her to loose balance. Why are they all on me? One side pleaded. While the other side differed. Mouse brain! Do not show weakness at a time like this, it's better that they're on you instead of Blazingnight.

[Mango]

(No one. Redpool is abandoning the fight # Hashtag )
Redpool snarled and slashed the tom's muzzle, then he spotted a familiar black and white tabby shape and the large tom cast one last hateful glance at the SkyClan tom before starting to move towards Harepaw. But he lost sight of her for a moment, and it was slow going, trying to weave through the mass of fighting cats. He was nearly oblivious to anything behind or beside him, and could've walked past someone without even noticing.
He yowled,"COWARD!" he searched for a new enermy. ( open)

[Teggy]

He yowled,"COWARD!" he searched for a new enermy. ( open)
Stormheart head the sound of someone yelling coward. She stalked over, cautiously. (what clan is your kitty in?)

[Mystery]

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Owlpaw slowly got up . She had realized that Starclan was her choice , she was to fight Shadowclan , she was a supporter of starclan. She charged in to the mass of cats. Then she wondered , If I survive ... would I join skyclan , become a loner or still remain in shadowlan? she shrugged in her head , and carried on looking for a cat to battle.

[Strobelight]

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Owlpaw slowly got up . She had realized that Starclan was her choice , she was to fight Shadowclan , she was a supporter of starclan. She charged in to the mass of cats. Then she wondered , If I survive ... would I join skyclan , become a loner or still remain in shadowlan? she shrugged in her head , and carried on looking for a cat to battle.
Rowanflash abandoned his victim and looked for another cat to fight.Owlpaw was near the clearing "Owlpaw! Why aren't you attacking the enemy?" He hissed,his green orbs searching her gaze.

[Hexict]

The silvery and grey molly gasped another Shadowclan cat attacked her. She turned to see a young black and white apprentice, his amber orbs blazing as he saw her. She gave a growl and leaped at him. The tom wasn't as experienced as she was - especially since before she became an apprentice, she had visited the Dark Forest nearly every night. But she had since realized their wrongs and loyally stood with Starclan now.

The young warrior lashed out at him and it wasn't too long before the two were rolling around. He seemed to desperately began to try to get away from her as he realized that it was a mistake to attack her. Though she was small, she was experienced. An evil smirk could be seen on her face as she bit deep into his shoulder, tasting the metallic flavor of his blood and heard his cry of pain.

Suddenly, Mistfall stepped back from the tuxedo tom as she realized how much she was enjoying the fight again - just like she had done in Riverclan - and glared at him with a look that warned him not to attack her again. Then she noticed the look in his gaze. Behind the blood on his face and the look of pain there was something else... inner conflict. She recognized it instantly, knowing it well first handed.

The warrior could tell that he wasn't fully with Blazingnight, but he was still fighting for her. "Don't," Mistfall snared simply. "Don't fight for something your heart's not in," her gaze held his amber one for awhile before he suddenly turned.



Frozenpaw glanced back towards Mistfall, shocked the the stranger was telling him to leave and not fight for Blazingnight if he wasn't fully behind her. But the black and white tom sprinted away. He didn't know who to fight with. His mother was with Blazingnight, his father was with Starclan and the whole clan seemed to be split by this as well. She's right... I can't fight for something I don't full believe in....

[Mystery]

She perked her ears up , then flattened them and shrunk down. ' I...I uhhhh' She gulped , she was struggling to find words. She didn't know why she wouldn't say she was fighting against her own clan.

[Strobelight]

"Come on! We don't have all day!" His tail lashed as he searched around for any attacking cats,his pelt was drenched in blood,and he already killed a cat.
"Owlpaw." He meowed sternly

[Socks]

(Don't know if anyone responded yet but...)
Pinestorm searched through the crowd of fighting cats. While he was fighting for his leader, he refused to fight one of his own. I'll find one of those Skyclan cats instead. He didn't have any faith, or belief really, in Starclan. While he didn't support all that the Evil Era brought about, he wanted to stay loyal to his clan, and therefore his leader. When the scent of a Riverclan cat hit him, he was bewildered at first, then outraged. He pin pointed the cat, muscles tensing as he called out to the other tom. "What business does Riverclan have here? Leave now, before you regret it!" He would give the other cat a chance to back down, but after that he wouldn't hold himself back in battle. Blood roared in his ears, adrenaline pumping and making him ready for battle. This was what he was good at, fighting, not stupid stalking techniques. He crouched low to the ground, green eyes narrowing as he prepared himself if this came to a fight.

Spottedstone's lip curled slightly as he heard the other speak. "I am here fighting for Starclan, it doesn't matter my clan." He lowered his body, tail lashing. "What business do you have fighting Starclan?" He retorted, his ears pinned back and muscles tensed as he prepared for an attack from the tom.

[lone]

Graypaw hissed in pain. He resorted to that, knowing form experience yowling would only bring the attacker more pleasure. He pulled his muscles away, feeling them rip under his bloodied gray pelt. He moved back, limping somewhat and began balancing in his good paw. Knowing he couldn't fight with only one paw, the tom cat reared up, slashing wildly at the other apprentice, aiming for what ever he could get his claws on, while still trying to protect his stomach.
Ashpaw's hues narrowed and she lunged at the apprentice again, rage carrying her on. She was satisfied to hear his hiss of pain, to know that she was inflicting damage. To know that she was doing something to fight against these cats. How could any cat betray Blazingnight? How could they betray ShadowClan? The she cat's tail lashed and she recoiled, feeling the tom's claws slash across her front leg. Her expression calmed, and for a moment it looked as though she might let him go. A small smile spread across her features before she dug her claws into his face, ripping them out viciously and shaking the blood from them, sending drops of blood all over him and herself. "I'll give you a chance, here. You can side with me- and I'll let you live. Continue to fight against me...and I won't be responsible for the consequences." Ashpaw hissed. She was not an unreasonable cat. She would give him a chance to do the right thing here. Otherwise- as she had said- she wasn't going to be responsible for the consequences.

[lone]

@Suspiciousmindz EclipsemoonXD

Forestpelt could hardly believe what she was seeing. All of a sudden, clanmates were turning against each other. Friends were fighting each other, cats who might ordinarily not give one another a single thought were trying to kill each other. How could this happen? How could any cat want to fight against their Clan, on the word of these strangers? Why were cats believing them? Forestpelt's green hues narrowed and she caught sight of something she was not expecting to see. Foxspring was pinned beneath another cat, someone she didn't recognize. For a moment the black she cat froze, before she slunk through the fighting cats, heading straight for the other cat. Once she reached them, she rammed into Frostedflight with her shoulder, hoping to throw him off balance. Maybe she was doing this wrong. Maybe Foxspring was the traitor here, but in that case, she could probably beat him. He didn't look like he was in much of a condition to turn against her anyway. "Whose side are you on?" She demanded, glaring at Foxspring. Her green hues flashed for a moment and she stood still, hoping to get an answer from him before Frostedflight would come back on the attack.

[SuspiciousMindz]

He aimed to scrape at her body , a battle cry freeing itself from his open-wide mouth. He was inexperienced , but he knew many battle moves. He would not let this clan , Skyclan , take his leader.
(I'd really like him to be killed in a minute (As in roleplay , cuz yeah..) )

A small apprentice , Owlpaw , was cowering in a corner just outside the apprentice's den. She wasn't sure whether to run or stay and fight.
Owlwing screeched with pain at the blow and instantly shot herself onto the tom. She used all her weight in attempt to knock him down, although her claws were ruthless as they aimed for his face and neck. The white tabby's ears were pinned back and her teeth remained bared.

[Fel]

Her emerald eyes were sharp and ready as she scrambled back to her feet. She hit him with her good shoulder so it took her less time to regain her balance after she'd skidded past him. Though in a quick turn he was already rushing at her feet, she jumped forward as best as she could, but his claws caught her back right paw. She veered to the right and tried to twist her body to allow equal impact to both legs. Though she stumbled to the right, regaining her balance as she shoulder took its first impact and began to ache. Her lips were curled in a snarl as she watched the tom return to his paws. She would have attacked but she wanted the time to collect herself and try to let her shoulder recuperate. Her mind tried to make sense of the sudden flurry of claws and fur that swelled through the once peaceful and quiet clearing. She second guessed her side again. But Starclan don't even exist, right? Why are they fighting in the name of them? She returned her attention to the tom before her quickly though and bared her teeth in a hiss. She needed to keep on focus and defend her clans from the intruders.
The mottled molly circled to his left, going slow and cautious but approaching him as she circled slowly. She wanted him to make the move first, it was her best chance of winning to protect herself and make small jabs, though one slip or trip and that was it for her gamble. Plus she did not know how fast the tom could be if he wanted to, so her game of letting him make the next move was a risky one when she could have had the upper hand.

As he scratched the molly's back leg during his attack, Russetswirl thought that he was at least getting better with some parts of agility- but he'd used up all of the energy that he thought he carried in him, and fighting really was more tiring than it was made out to be. Panting quietly, the Riverclan warrior's dark gaze gleamed in surprise as his opponent got up, but didn't even attack- seemingly waiting for him to make the next move. Sure, he could do an alright sprint, but he wasn't the fastest cat in the clan, and didn't stand a chance against the Shadowclan cat's slightly more nimble body type. Unsheathing his claws carefully, he tried to scan the other cat to think of a type of move he could use, but all the tom could think about was having to win, for all of his family and friends who'd be watching him today. Why isn't she making a move when it could cost her an advantage? I don't want to take too long, but it's a bit... nerve-wracking. Bunching up his limbs carefully, the cat let out a quick sigh before deciding that he had to make a move, or else this battle wouldn't be going anywhere. Letting his legs push him off of the ground in a decent manner, he jumped for the she-cat's back, at least having some sort of tactic by knowing that he wouldn't get anywhere with a direct attack towards her face.

[SuspiciousMindz]

@Suspiciousmindz EclipsemoonXD

Forestpelt could hardly believe what she was seeing. All of a sudden, clanmates were turning against each other. Friends were fighting each other, cats who might ordinarily not give one another a single thought were trying to kill each other. How could this happen? How could any cat want to fight against their Clan, on the word of these strangers? Why were cats believing them? Forestpelt's green hues narrowed and she caught sight of something she was not expecting to see. Foxspring was pinned beneath another cat, someone she didn't recognize. For a moment the black she cat froze, before she slunk through the fighting cats, heading straight for the other cat. Once she reached them, she rammed into Frostedflight with her shoulder, hoping to throw him off balance. Maybe she was doing this wrong. Maybe Foxspring was the traitor here, but in that case, she could probably beat him. He didn't look like he was in much of a condition to turn against her anyway. "Whose side are you on?" She demanded, glaring at Foxspring. Her green hues flashed for a moment and she stood still, hoping to get an answer from him before Frostedflight would come back on the attack.
Foxspring thought he was losing for a moment, although the tom's weight suddenly disappeared and within that moment, the fox-colored tom was back on his feet. With his tail lashing he could feel the stinging pain around his chest area and he looked over to see two green eyes glaring at him. For what? Foxspring glared right back at the she-cat he was talking to just yesterday. "I'm no traitor if you're assuming I am, Forestpelt" he snarled before his gaze shifted towards Frostflight[EclipsemoonXD]. Foxspring didn't even thank the she-cat for helping, he hated being helped. "Why do you tell me such lies!" he spat at Frostflight. "You're merely trying to trick me, it won't work! You're a traitor to your leader and you will be punished!"

[goddess of ducks]

Ashpaw's hues narrowed and she lunged at the apprentice again, rage carrying her on. She was satisfied to hear his hiss of pain, to know that she was inflicting damage. To know that she was doing something to fight against these cats. How could any cat betray Blazingnight? How could they betray ShadowClan? The she cat's tail lashed and she recoiled, feeling the tom's claws slash across her front leg. Her expression calmed, and for a moment it looked as though she might let him go. A small smile spread across her features before she dug her claws into his face, ripping them out viciously and shaking the blood from them, sending drops of blood all over him and herself. "I'll give you a chance, here. You can side with me- and I'll let you live. Continue to fight against me...and I won't be responsible for the consequences." Ashpaw hissed. She was not an unreasonable cat. She would give him a chance to do the right thing here. Otherwise- as she had said- she wasn't going to be responsible for the consequences.

GRaypaw had to release his yowl this time, there wasn't a way he could hold it in. Blood splattered into his eyes and he backed off, rubbing his sky blue hues. Now half blinded, the tom struck out landing a powerful swipe towards the chest. He had to fight back, no way could he just...give up. "Do not believe me to be such a coward that I will just...bail out at the first injury I get!" he hissed. It was his father who was the coward, his mentor who killed his sister and ran off. Now he needed to change this recurring pattern. The tom blinked away a bit more of the blood staining his eyes and focused his blurred gaze on the cat in front of him.

[Mystery]

She stepped up...' Im with Skyclan...'. She started to reverse , knowing he would probably claw her eyes out.


Smoketooth hit the ground , knocked down by the skyclan she. He tried to lift up his front paws to get up , but it was no use . He couldn't get up. He instead snarled at Owlwing .

[SuspiciousMindz]

Crimsontiger's eyes widened in shock. No. This couldn't be happening. A second after, she was pinned to the ground, Blackfalcon's claws sinking into her ebony coloured fur. Tears started to form in her eyes. Why? Why did this have to happen to her and Blackfalcon? They had had so many good times, they'd never faught seriously except for training. And now look at them. "No Blackfalcon", Crimsontiger begged from under him, her eyes wet from tears and there was a sob in her voice. "Please. It doesn't have to be this way", Crimsontiger sobbed. "I know Blazingnight didn't do any harm, but it was never meant to be", the she cat said. "Please Blackfalcon, I don't want to have to fight you", Crimsontiger said. She struggled from underneath what she had formerly called her best friend. No. He was still her best friend, no matter what happened they always would be best friends. They would solve this problem together. Somehow. Seeing she was just about stuck, she took in a deep breath and more tears started to fall. "I'm sorry.", she said before leaping up suddenly, throwing Blackfalcon off in the process. She lashed out at him, if this was the way things had to be then so be it.
Blackfalcon hit the ground with a thud after being thrown off. He got right back to his paws, facing Crimsontiger as her paws aimed towards him. "It has to since you dared to betray your leader," He growled, rising up onto his hind legs and matching her blow for blow. Anger still surged through his body. He didn't know Crimsontiger enough anymore. How could he have ever let this slide! Grief for everything that he had lost and anger towards him drove him on. He couldn't think of this feline as his friend any longer. She was his enemy now, therefore he had to treat her as such. All this over some Starclan fantasy. he thought bitterly.

[SuspiciousMindz]

She stepped up...' Im with Skyclan...'. She started to reverse , knowing he would probably claw her eyes out.


Smoketooth hit the ground , knocked down by the skyclan she. He tried to lift up his front paws to get up , but it was no use . He couldn't get up. He instead snarled at Owlwing .
"Give in now!" she growled, lashing her tail. Her paw now moved onto his throat, her claws just barely unsheathed as her golden gaze bore down into his. She didn't want to kill this cat, but if he refused to give in now, she'd have to for the sake of everything good. She couldn't risk letting him go and possibly killing her or a cat she cares about.

[Ever]

As he scratched the molly's back leg during his attack, Russetswirl thought that he was at least getting better with some parts of agility- but he'd used up all of the energy that he thought he carried in him, and fighting really was more tiring than it was made out to be. Panting quietly, the Riverclan warrior's dark gaze gleamed in surprise as his opponent got up, but didn't even attack- seemingly waiting for him to make the next move. Sure, he could do an alright sprint, but he wasn't the fastest cat in the clan, and didn't stand a chance against the Shadowclan cat's slightly more nimble body type. Unsheathing his claws carefully, he tried to scan the other cat to think of a type of move he could use, but all the tom could think about was having to win, for all of his family and friends who'd be watching him today. Why isn't she making a move when it could cost her an advantage? I don't want to take too long, but it's a bit... nerve-wracking. Bunching up his limbs carefully, the cat let out a quick sigh before deciding that he had to make a move, or else this battle wouldn't be going anywhere. Letting his legs push him off of the ground in a decent manner, he jumped for the she-cat's back, at least having some sort of tactic by knowing that he wouldn't get anywhere with a direct attack towards her face.


As he moved towards her she bunched for impact and lowered her body. She was going to let him hit her, scampering to the side would just make both of their attacks a miss. As the other warrior ran into her she ground her teeth in frustration and pain, feeling his claws sink into her side, but as he latched on she twisted. This exposed his body to her and her back feet took the moment to attack before he'd let go and escape her. Her front claws hooked into his shoulder as her back legs pumped at his belly. She didn't bother hiding her claws that much as Shadowclan hadn't made it a priority for as long as Blazingnight had come to leadership. She could feel herself ripping small tufts of his thick fur out to try and get to flesh. Her eyes were squeezed shut in effort, her jaws snapping without success at his body. She couldn't get herself turned enough though. Her body burned where it was being cut by his strong paws and his bite into her side.

[Mystery]

'No! Never!' He declared, very low because of her paw on his neck
(Oh gawd I gtg soon)
He growled ,lowly.

[lone]

GRaypaw had to release his yowl this time, there wasn't a way he could hold it in. Blood splattered into his eyes and he backed off, rubbing his sky blue hues. Now half blinded, the tom struck out landing a powerful swipe towards the chest. He had to fight back, no way could he just...give up. "Do not believe me to be such a coward that I will just...bail out at the first injury I get!" he hissed. It was his father who was the coward, his mentor who killed his sister and ran off. Now he needed to change this recurring pattern. The tom blinked away a bit more of the blood staining his eyes and focused his blurred gaze on the cat in front of him.



Ashpaw didn't honestly want to kill a clanmate. But traitors deserved to be punished. If he was going to fight against Blazingnight, technically he would be punished anyway if, as Ashpaw was sure, Blazingnight won. She felt his claws score across her chest and bit back her own hiss of pain. She couldn't let the tom know that he was hurting her. She slashed her claws across his face once again and brought her own face down until it was just barely hovering above his own, and her hues bored into his. "I will ask you one last time. You can join me and be loyal to your Clan, or you can fight against me with these foreigners. You won't be a coward for defending your Clan...I'm sure Blazingnight will appreciate it." Ashpaw purred smoothly, continuing to look at him.

[SuspiciousMindz]

'No! Never!' He declared, very low because of her paw on his neck
(Oh gawd I gtg soon)
He growled ,lowly.
Her golden hues narrowed and her claw unsheathed deep into the tom's throat. She ripped her paw sideways and leaped off him, her tail lashing as she looked down at him. "Go to the place with no stars, fool," she spoke as she watched him. Crimson stained her pelt from the blows he caused, although her paw was soaked in it from what she had just done. Her eyes widened with shock. Owlwing never thought she'd have to kill another cat, she didn't think she had the mental strength to! How could she!? She stumbled backwards, her gaze never wavering, her lungs inhaling deep breaths to keep her calm. "Why couldn't you have accepted Starclan..." she murmured.

[Strobelight]

Rowanflash's gaze darkened as he unseathed his claws,"Traitor" He leapt at her at started to claw at her ears and belly,she writhed in agony,but she managed to escape his grasp

[goddess of ducks]

Ashpaw didn't honestly want to kill a clanmate. But traitors deserved to be punished. If he was going to fight against Blazingnight, technically he would be punished anyway if, as Ashpaw was sure, Blazingnight won. She felt his claws score across her chest and bit back her own hiss of pain. She couldn't let the tom know that he was hurting her. She slashed her claws across his face once again and brought her own face down until it was just barely hovering above his own, and her hues bored into his. "I will ask you one last time. You can join me and be loyal to your Clan, or you can fight against me with these foreigners. You won't be a coward for defending your Clan...I'm sure Blazingnight will appreciate it." Ashpaw purred smoothly, continuing to look at him.


Graypaw pulled back, his mouth clamped firmly shut. "Alright fine." He said dipping his head in surrender to the other. He sheathed his claws, lowered his gaze. "I will be loyal to my Clan." He said, his voice coming out in a monotonous sound. He began to move back towards the fight. The tom padded a short ways away before turning back to his opponent. "Y'know what, no." he said befroe rushing back at her, taking a diving leap, and skidding to a halt below her. His claws had unsheathed in the jump, which he now scored through her soft belly fur.

[lone]

Foxspring thought he was losing for a moment, although the tom's weight suddenly disappeared and within that moment, the fox-colored tom was back on his feet. With his tail lashing he could feel the stinging pain around his chest area and he looked over to see two green eyes glaring at him. For what? Foxspring glared right back at the she-cat he was talking to just yesterday. "I'm no traitor if you're assuming I am, Forestpelt" he snarled before his gaze shifted towards Frostflight[@EclipsemoonXD (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=104)]. Foxspring didn't even thank the she-cat for helping, he hated being helped. "Why do you tell me such lies!" he spat at Frostflight. "You're merely trying to trick me, it won't work! You're a traitor to your leader and you will be punished!"
Forestpelt's green hues narrowed even more and she stepped back. "Oh, I'm sorry. Did you want to thank me for helping you or would you rather not?" She asked sarcastically. If she was being honest with herself, she wasn't expecting a thanks from the tom. He seemed almost upset that she had helped him, and now she was wishing she hadn't. Perhaps it would have been better to let him fight his battle alone. Although, from his position, it had appeared that he could have used some help. Ha. The least he could do would be to thank me. Frostedflight could have really hurt him- well, more. Forestpelt thought to herself, with a lash of her black tail. She turned her eyes on Frostedflight now, watching the two of them. She was unsure whether to get involved or not- if it looked like he was in trouble again, perhaps she would.

[lone]

Graypaw pulled back, his mouth clamped firmly shut. "Alright fine." He said dipping his head in surrender to the other. He sheathed his claws, lowered his gaze. "I will be loyal to my Clan." He said, his voice coming out in a monotonous sound. He began to move back towards the fight. The tom padded a short ways away before turning back to his opponent. "Y'know what, no." he said befroe rushing back at her, taking a diving leap, and skidding to a halt below her. His claws had unsheathed in the jump, which he now scored through her soft belly fur.



Ashpaw grinned, stepping away from the apprentice. "That's good." She mewed, with a satisfied expression. She had turned someone against his beliefs. She felt much better now, better than she would have had she killed the apprentice. But as his next words reached her, she froze and her yellow hues narrowed until they were almost slitted. "What?" She asked, her voice dangerously low, before she felt sharp claws cut through her underbelly. The apprentice gave a yowl of rage more than anything else...it had hurt, of course, but she was too angry to care at that point. She aimed for the apprentice's side, slicing her claws down his side before attempting to dig them into his back, cutting through muscle and ripping them out as before. She was not going to show mercy to this apprentice. She had given him a chance, and he had thrown it away. "You had your chance," She snarled, her yellow hues fixed on him and flashing with anger.

[goddess of ducks]

Ashpaw grinned, stepping away from the apprentice. "That's good." She mewed, with a satisfied expression. She had turned someone against his beliefs. She felt much better now, better than she would have had she killed the apprentice. But as his next words reached her, she froze and her yellow hues narrowed until they were almost slitted. "What?" She asked, her voice dangerously low, before she felt sharp claws cut through her underbelly. The apprentice gave a yowl of rage more than anything else...it had hurt, of course, but she was too angry to care at that point. She aimed for the apprentice's side, slicing her claws down his side before attempting to dig them into his back, cutting through muscle and ripping them out as before. She was not going to show mercy to this apprentice. She had given him a chance, and he had thrown it away. "You had your chance," She snarled, her yellow hues fixed on him and flashing with anger.

Graypaw had a smug smile on his face. He was proud of himself for deceiving her for that one moment, no matter how short it was. He knew that the yowl was a mix in anger and pain, but he honestly didn't care. The apprentice rolled away as claws seared his pelt. The bloodied apprentice stood shakily to his paws once more. "What? think I don't know that I chose to serve what's right instead of evil? I don't care if you kill me!" He spat as he too dove towards her again, raking claws across her ears and then to her flank.

[lone]

Graypaw had a smug smile on his face. He was proud of himself for deceiving her for that one moment, no matter how short it was. He knew that the yowl was a mix in anger and pain, but he honestly didn't care. The apprentice rolled away as claws seared his pelt. The bloodied apprentice stood shakily to his paws once more. "What? think I don't know that I chose to serve what's right instead of evil? I don't care if you kill me!" He spat as he too dove towards her again, raking claws across her ears and then to her flank.



Ashpaw could feel the slightest sting of regret as she watched the apprentice get up again. At least he was determined; that made it better to fight him. She could hardly believe that this cat wasn't fighting for his Clan. What a waste. What a complete waste. She thought with a sigh. Ashpaw felt his claws rake across her ears and flank and snarled, backing away from him with her ears pinned. A sudden idea came to her and she leapt through the air, landing on his back and digging her claws into his sides. She sank her fangs into the scruff of his neck, digging them in as deeply as she could, searching for some spot that was sensitive. If he wished to fight against her, then die he would. Surrendering was not an option for her; she would never surrender, and she would not allow another cat to surrender either. If they were traitors, they deserved to be punished. They shouldn't be allowed to live within the Clan even if they did surrender to her or whatever cat they were fighting.

[Maplefur]

Spottedstone's lip curled slightly as he heard the other speak. "I am here fighting for Starclan, it doesn't matter my clan." He lowered his body, tail lashing. "What business do you have fighting Starclan?" He retorted, his ears pinned back and muscles tensed as he prepared for an attack from the tom.

Pinestorm snarled back his lips. "Starclan is a kit's tale, used to make you feel comfortable in death. I know the truth- after death, there is nothing. No Starclan, no Dark Forest. But that doesn't mean I'm not willing to die for my clan!" With that, he charged, relying on brute strength to try and shove the other cat to the ground.

[The Cannibal]

She squeezed her eyes shut against the fury of claws. There were teeth piercing her leg, trying to get ahold of her. Above that though was the claws hooked in her flank and the swiping of his back ones. She snarled in frustration, and brung her hind legs up to her chest in an instant. The pain was from his claws needed relief, so she pushed off her back legs. Digging the hind paws' claws she sprang away from him. Though she landed unsteady and stumbled for a moment to regain her balance. She could feel blood running on her side and leg, though the feeling of the slick and warm liquid only motivated her more. She wanted to see more of it, feel more of it, she was the stronger one here and she would make him pay for tress passing. Her golden eyes were filled with a fire of ruby and gold. They landed on the leader once more, her desire for power and to prove herself better then most burning deep in her chest. Though she didn't understand. She wanted to satiate her curiosities towards this group as she killed them off.
"Why are you here, doing this?" She growled at him as she waited for his ext attack. Her sides heaved with the effort to regain a steady breath. Her usually perfectly groomed pelt was matting with mud and blood, ruffled all her fur the wrong way as they had tussled. Her tail cracked back and forth unhappily as she stared down her opponent.
{So sorry about late reply!}
As soon as he began to batter her with his hind legs, Grousestar could tell that she wouldn't want to stay in this position much longer, but until she tried to scramble away, he would keep battering. And seconds later she was springing away, allowing him to easily leap back to his paws and maintain a rather defensive position, his brown tail fluffed up and his back arched, emerald eyes blazing with a determined fury as they locked onto the Shadowclan leader, lips curled back in a silent snarl. Already he could feel sticky crimson trailing down his shoulder and from various other places where Blazingnight had inflicted wounds upon him, but his energy was still there, adrenaline too, dulling the pain of the wounds. Though he took a moment to analyze the wounds he was able to inflict on her, glad to see that she was practically just as wounded as him, now neither had the upper paw, they were both on level ground again.
Grousestar could still feel his determination to do what is right flowing through him, knowing that Starclan was on his side, or at least having the notion that they were, his desire to beat back these evil cat's and restore order to the cat's of the clan's. That's what kept him going. And it would keep him going until every last clan had been liberated from the Dark Forest worshipers.
"I'm doing this because I believe it is right. Starclan is more than just a nursery tale, they are our ancestors that watch over us every day, they give us power and guidance and they do not deserve to be shunned like you have done to them."
The brown tabby, green eyes focused on the she-cat, began to circle her, claws unsheathed and dripping with blood, eyes determined and fierce, but deathly calm, his breathing rather steady despite the energy he's expended already. He was looking for an opening, any opening he could get, testing her, swatting out at random times as he circled, testing for blind spots, anything he could use against her so that he could get the upper hand, but also subtly whittling away at her energy, assuming that she'd jump back to avoid his random swatting.

[goddess of ducks]

Ashpaw could feel the slightest sting of regret as she watched the apprentice get up again. At least he was determined; that made it better to fight him. She could hardly believe that this cat wasn't fighting for his Clan. What a waste. What a complete waste. She thought with a sigh. Ashpaw felt his claws rake across her ears and flank and snarled, backing away from him with her ears pinned. A sudden idea came to her and she leapt through the air, landing on his back and digging her claws into his sides. She sank her fangs into the scruff of his neck, digging them in as deeply as she could, searching for some spot that was sensitive. If he wished to fight against her, then die he would. Surrendering was not an option for her; she would never surrender, and she would not allow another cat to surrender either. If they were traitors, they deserved to be punished. They shouldn't be allowed to live within the Clan even if they did surrender to her or whatever cat they were fighting.

GRaypaw tried to move away as she jumped at him, but it was all too late. One moment he was standing there, the next he was on the ground, squished by the weight of the other. He wiggled and squirmed desperate to get her off, but only then did he feel the teeth that wedged themselves into his gray fur. He opened his mouth to yell for help, but only blood dribbled from the side of his mouth. He choked as he shoved her off finally. He stumbled away, teetering on his paws. The gray tom cat was a horrible sight to look at, the blood matting his side, legs, face, and neck. He looked frail as if the slightest breath could blow him into pieces. Graypaw was unaccutely aware that the life was slipping from him. "G-good fight." he complimented, before collapsing to the ground. "If only it was f-for the right c-cause." He stammered. His sky blue eyes glazed over and rolled into the back of his head and his body grew still and lifeless.

The gray apprentice blinked open his eyes, gazing around at the ongoing battle. 'What? What happened?' He thought. He stood up, his paws feeling fine, his body painless. Still confused he looked over his shoulder, seeing Ashpaw stand there. His eyes immediately widened as he saw where her gaze was directed. He swallowed hard and forced his eyes to look down to his paws. There it lay, his physical body. He sighed in defeat, accepting the reality.

[Ever]

{So sorry about late reply!}
As soon as he began to batter her with his hind legs, Grousestar could tell that she wouldn't want to stay in this position much longer, but until she tried to scramble away, he would keep battering. And seconds later she was springing away, allowing him to easily leap back to his paws and maintain a rather defensive position, his brown tail fluffed up and his back arched, emerald eyes blazing with a determined fury as they locked onto the Shadowclan leader, lips curled back in a silent snarl. Already he could feel sticky crimson trailing down his shoulder and from various other places where Blazingnight had inflicted wounds upon him, but his energy was still there, adrenaline too, dulling the pain of the wounds. Though he took a moment to analyze the wounds he was able to inflict on her, glad to see that she was practically just as wounded as him, now neither had the upper paw, they were both on level ground again.
Grousestar could still feel his determination to do what is right flowing through him, knowing that Starclan was on his side, or at least having the notion that they were, his desire to beat back these evil cat's and restore order to the cat's of the clan's. That's what kept him going. And it would keep him going until every last clan had been liberated from the Dark Forest worshipers.
"I'm doing this because I believe it is right. Starclan is more than just a nursery tale, they are our ancestors that watch over us every day, they give us power and guidance and they do not deserve to be shunned like you have done to them."
The brown tabby, green eyes focused on the she-cat, began to circle her, claws unsheathed and dripping with blood, eyes determined and fierce, but deathly calm, his breathing rather steady despite the energy he's expended already. He was looking for an opening, any opening he could get, testing her, swatting out at random times as he circled, testing for blind spots, anything he could use against her so that he could get the upper hand, but also subtly whittling away at her energy, assuming that she'd jump back to avoid his random swatting.

Blazingnight was rather content when he began to circle, circling was one of her favorite games, and it would give her some much needed time to recuperate. Not that she really needed it, the leader was well rested and completely healed since the delivery of her kits. They were a fire in the back of her mind, pushing her to win and return the clan to the safety of her paws. As the tom swiped for her she easily ducked the lunges and continued to match his circling. Her thick tail sliced the air like a menacing flag. Her golden eyes never left her opponent even though the clearing had become an instant bloodbath.
"Starclan is useless they're the reason why my clan have suffered so much! We're fine without them, and we don't need your help." She hissed back at him, anger was burning through her chest in white. She despised that these cats were here in the 'name of Starclan'. They had no right to barge in like this and 'liberate' the clan. All cats were happy here, she knew it. She was an excellent leader who brought them strength, stability and unity. There was no way they would lose this battle. Her clan would fight as a whole against this intruder.
Finally she'd had enough of the circling, one of them needed to make a move. Hers was fueled by the hunger to see him run away weakly, fueled bu all the rage and hate that the molly had bottled up for Starclan. They'd destroyed her life and she wasn't about to let them ruin it now that she was finally happy. She needed this happiness. It was hers, she'd earned it. A yowl of fury escaped her maw as she dove forward into the other cat. She simply wanted to tear him apart now, she didn't mind getting a few scratches in the process. Her small body carried her swift as lightening towards the tom, she leapt at the last moment possible, trying to hook her claws in his back.

[Casual Scribbles]

Burrpaw bit down, hard, and held on. Jinxflare squirmed beneath him. There's good in her, I know it. I can see it! He thought desperately. I don't want to kill her! If I can just stall her until the battle is won... Burrpaw looked around with his limited mobility. I'm sorry for this, Burrpaw unsheathed his claws again, and swiped at the area he shoulder muscles were, with enough strength to injur the muscles themselves. The brown tabby apprentice just hoped he'd calculated the distance right, as he could barely see from the amount he could turn his head, very little, and from the blood spilling into his eye from the wound over it. By now, his right paw had started to throb with a dull, lingering, pain from the injury from the day before. He hoped he could last this battle without hurting it even worse.

Frostedflight was surprised when he was actually able to knock Foxspring down. He recoiled for a second at the blows to his underbelly. He could feel the scars that were bleeding, and would probably take a long time to heal. "A kit may see his father as intimidating, because of how large he is to their small eyes," he began, placing one, large, strong paw on Foxspring's exposed neck, hard enough to keep him down, but not hard enough to crush his windpipe, which he could very easily do. He winced at the pain from the repetitive blows, "but they look up to him as well. The only time a kit may see his father as the enemy is if their father tries to kill them," he paused, choosing his next words carefully. "I may have seen you as intimidating, because you're bigger than me, but I also looked up to you. I admired your strenght and size, how it gave you an advantage. I admired your fox-like appearance because of how it could make your opponent uneasy. I admired all of that, but I never saw you as an enemy," he hoped that his little speach would be enough to change Foxspring's mind about Frostedflight. He hoped the larger tom would realize that the black and white spotted tom was never his enemy until now, and maybe he'd stop, and they could fight side-by-side.

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[lone]

GRaypaw tried to move away as she jumped at him, but it was all too late. One moment he was standing there, the next he was on the ground, squished by the weight of the other. He wiggled and squirmed desperate to get her off, but only then did he feel the teeth that wedged themselves into his gray fur. He opened his mouth to yell for help, but only blood dribbled from the side of his mouth. He choked as he shoved her off finally. He stumbled away, teetering on his paws. The gray tom cat was a horrible sight to look at, the blood matting his side, legs, face, and neck. He looked frail as if the slightest breath could blow him into pieces. Graypaw was unaccutely aware that the life was slipping from him. "G-good fight." he complimented, before collapsing to the ground. "If only it was f-for the right c-cause." He stammered. His sky blue eyes glazed over and rolled into the back of his head and his body grew still and lifeless.



The gray apprentice blinked open his eyes, gazing around at the ongoing battle. 'What? What happened?' He thought. He stood up, his paws feeling fine, his body painless. Still confused he looked over his shoulder, seeing Ashpaw stand there. His eyes immediately widened as he saw where her gaze was directed. He swallowed hard and forced his eyes to look down to his paws. There it lay, his physical body. He sighed in defeat, accepting the reality.


Ashpaw watched him die, and satisfaction rushed through her. Her claws and fangs were stained with blood, but she didn't care. There was one less StarClan supporter. One less traitor. The apprentice stepped backwards, heading towards a more deserted corner of the camp. She was in no position to continue fighting, at least not until she had gotten a chance to rest for a moment. Resting wasn't really an option here, but at least...at least she could take a short break before she jumped back in to the battle. A small sting of regret washed over her as she looked back at the body of the apprentice she had killed. She had never thought about taking another cat's life before. And she had certainly never thought about taking a clanmate's life before. Still, she did have a certain amount of respect for the tom. He had fought bravely, and he had had the guts to stand up for what he believed in. If only he had been on the right side. Fighting for our Clan. Then maybe, maybe things would have turned out differently. She thought with a sigh, as she settled down in a deserted corner of the camp, watching the battle.
(aww RIP Graypaw)

[Empress Of Evil]

Blackfalcon hit the ground with a thud after being thrown off. He got right back to his paws, facing Crimsontiger as her paws aimed towards him. "It has to since you dared to betray your leader," He growled, rising up onto his hind legs and matching her blow for blow. Anger still surged through his body. He didn't know Crimsontiger enough anymore. How could he have ever let this slide! Grief for everything that he had lost and anger towards him drove him on. He couldn't think of this feline as his friend any longer. She was his enemy now, therefore he had to treat her as such. All this over some Starclan fantasy. he thought bitterly.

Droplet by droplet, the tears ran down her cheek. Crimsontiger had been wrong. They would never be able to resolve this. She had lost Blackfalcon now, and there was nothing she could do to fix it. "I'm doing what I believe is right!", Crimsontiger yowled over the tears. She didn't want to have to do this. But if she didn't, things would never be right between them and their fght would never end. She knew what she had to do. As much as she didn't want to, it was for the best. She had to kill Blackfalcon. No. Crimsontiger didn't care how long she would have to put up with it, but she refused to kill the tom who she had always turned to when she was upset, the tom who she had trained with, thetom who had once been her best friend. Grief and sorrow clawed at her, but with that, Crimsontger lunged at Blackfalcon, her paw raised, ready to stab Blackfalcon in the shoulder, yet she didn't realise, it was more or less pointed towards his throat..

[The Cannibal]

Blazingnight was rather content when he began to circle, circling was one of her favorite games, and it would give her some much needed time to recuperate. Not that she really needed it, the leader was well rested and completely healed since the delivery of her kits. They were a fire in the back of her mind, pushing her to win and return the clan to the safety of her paws. As the tom swiped for her she easily ducked the lunges and continued to match his circling. Her thick tail sliced the air like a menacing flag. Her golden eyes never left her opponent even though the clearing had become an instant bloodbath.
"Starclan is useless they're the reason why my clan have suffered so much! We're fine without them, and we don't need your help." She hissed back at him, anger was burning through her chest in white. She despised that these cats were here in the 'name of Starclan'. They had no right to barge in like this and 'liberate' the clan. All cats were happy here, she knew it. She was an excellent leader who brought them strength, stability and unity. There was no way they would lose this battle. Her clan would fight as a whole against this intruder.
Finally she'd had enough of the circling, one of them needed to make a move. Hers was fueled by the hunger to see him run away weakly, fueled bu all the rage and hate that the molly had bottled up for Starclan. They'd destroyed her life and she wasn't about to let them ruin it now that she was finally happy. She needed this happiness. It was hers, she'd earned it. A yowl of fury escaped her maw as she dove forward into the other cat. She simply wanted to tear him apart now, she didn't mind getting a few scratches in the process. Her small body carried her swift as lightening towards the tom, she leapt at the last moment possible, trying to hook her claws in his back.
The circling was never meant to give either an advantage, in a way, it was for him to get his tactics straight, give him time to catch breath, to relax rather than getting tense. He needed to be loose and fluid when fighting, not tense and rigid, it would mean the difference between winning and losing, and the leader of Skyclan did not plan on losing this battle to her. He didn't plan on losing any of his battles, he held confidence in himself that he had the ability to do this. He was a leader, a quick, strong leader that would lead his clan to victory.
"Are you sure you're not the reason your clan has suffered? You Dark Forest followers aren't the ones who need my help, I'm not here for you, I'm here to help those that follow Starclan!" He hissed out in response, never once taking his eyes off of her, knowing that she would likely be planning an attack soon, they've been circling too long and she seemed to have a rather fiery, brash personality.
Seconds ticked away, he was biding his time, preparing for that out-lash that she was surely thinking about, keeping his face neutral, calm, giving no hint at what he was planning or what he thought. Then the yowl erupted and he flipped onto his back, belly-up as she went sailing for him with claws outstretched, his claws already unsheathed, waiting for her to land on him, planning to hook his front paws onto her shoulders and hold her still to allow him to batter viciously into her stomach, claws tearing at that weak point that every cat had. But that's if she landed directly onto the belly-up tom.

[SuspiciousMindz]

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[ Fox X Frosted is with Forest now. Lonestar and I mentioned you in it ]

Jinxflare screeched with pain. The fury that followed gave her strength that she needed desperately. She tugged away from the apprentice, ignoring the pain of the fur that left her skin as she did so. Once free, she recollected herself quickly and spun on her paws to face him. "A real warrior would've killed me right then, when you had the chance! You're weak!" she spat towards him. Her shoulders hurt worse than anything on her body. Her paw swiped towards him, hard. She was furious now. A red burr covered her view so she could hardly tell what she was doing anymore, but it gave the warrior strength. "Go away now, or I'll kill you myself," she growled, her claws swiped outwards once again with the same strength and good aim.

[SuspiciousMindz]

Droplet by droplet, the tears ran down her cheek. Crimsontiger had been wrong. They would never be able to resolve this. She had lost Blackfalcon now, and there was nothing she could do to fix it. "I'm doing what I believe is right!", Crimsontiger yowled over the tears. She didn't want to have to do this. But if she didn't, things would never be right between them and their fght would never end. She knew what she had to do. As much as she didn't want to, it was for the best. She had to kill Blackfalcon. No. Crimsontiger didn't care how long she would have to put up with it, but she refused to kill the tom who she had always turned to when she was upset, the tom who she had trained with, thetom who had once been her best friend. Grief and sorrow clawed at her, but with that, Crimsontger lunged at Blackfalcon, her paw raised, ready to stab Blackfalcon in the shoulder, yet she didn't realise, it was more or less pointed towards his throat..
Blackfalcon growled louder, meeting her lunge with his own. His claws were outstretched, aiming for her head and neck. He could see her teary eyes, but it didn't phase him at this point. He didn't feel sorry for the she-cat in the least bit. Although just as his claws struck her, he felt a pain in his throat that he could not ignore. Blackfalcon stumbled back, the claws of his friend leaving him and his claws leaving her fur. His icy blue gaze was widened with shock. The ebony feline's vision blurred as the sticky liquid dripped from his neck. "Why..." he gasped and before he knew it, his body was on the ground, although his gaze was helplessly staring at Crimson.

[Ever]

The circling was never meant to give either an advantage, in a way, it was for him to get his tactics straight, give him time to catch breath, to relax rather than getting tense. He needed to be loose and fluid when fighting, not tense and rigid, it would mean the difference between winning and losing, and the leader of Skyclan did not plan on losing this battle to her. He didn't plan on losing any of his battles, he held confidence in himself that he had the ability to do this. He was a leader, a quick, strong leader that would lead his clan to victory.
"Are you sure you're not the reason your clan has suffered? You Dark Forest followers aren't the ones who need my help, I'm not here for you, I'm here to help those that follow Starclan!" He hissed out in response, never once taking his eyes off of her, knowing that she would likely be planning an attack soon, they've been circling too long and she seemed to have a rather fiery, brash personality.
Seconds ticked away, he was biding his time, preparing for that out-lash that she was surely thinking about, keeping his face neutral, calm, giving no hint at what he was planning or what he thought. Then the yowl erupted and he flipped onto his back, belly-up as she went sailing for him with claws outstretched, his claws already unsheathed, waiting for her to land on him, planning to hook his front paws onto her shoulders and hold her still to allow him to batter viciously into her stomach, claws tearing at that weak point that every cat had. But that's if she landed directly onto the belly-up tom.

As the dark tabby flew she was a little startled by his quick movement to the ground. Though she knew she needed to protect her belly, rather than give him total advantage over her. She tucked her paws tight under her belly as he latched onto her and she did the same. That was when his back legs began their attack she was getting scraped along her back legs and hips. It made the scraping of his claws more bearable. Though she still had to grind her teeth in pain as she tried to inflict an equal amount of pain to him. She lodged her front paws deep into her shoulders, using that as a grounding to pull herself close to him. His front paws pushed back against her but adrenaline and her good position atop him allowed her to pull her weight down. She stretched her neck forward, jaw snapping at the fur near his shoulder and neck. She just wanted to catch it so that she would sink her teeth in, really cause some pain. The charcoal tabby put her everything into one last attempt to latch on and it paid off. She sunk her teeth into his shoulder, the other cat's blood making her mouth bitter. She'd never enjoyed the taste of another cat's blood, simply the feeling of power it gave her over them. She ground them in as hard as she could, trying to use the effort her attack took in a way to distract herself from the constant slices his back legs were making through her thick pelt.

[Socks]

Pinestorm snarled back his lips. "Starclan is a kit's tale, used to make you feel comfortable in death. I know the truth- after death, there is nothing. No Starclan, no Dark Forest. But that doesn't mean I'm not willing to die for my clan!" With that, he charged, relying on brute strength to try and shove the other cat to the ground.

Spottedstone narrowed his eyes angrily, he slid to the side as quick as he could, but still felt the other slam into his shoulder. He hissed as the pain made him stumble.
He attempted to steady himself, swiping his claws towards Pinestorm's face.

[Mango]

Stormheart head the sound of someone yelling coward. She stalked over, cautiously. (what clan is your kitty in?)
( Skyclan)

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

Littlepaw pounced on the other cat, throwing him against a tree. "You betrayed the clans!" She hissed. She stopped, looking down at the cat. "You have done your cats well, and fight for what you believe in. For that I honor you, Thank you for meeting me in battle. But," Littlepaw walked up to his head. "I fail to know who I am fighting? I believe we should introduce are selfs, I'm Littlepaw and you are?" She asked.
Pardus looked up, glaring at the cat. "If you killed him..." He sank his claws into the ground, nudging Neko. Still alive... "And Littlepaw is probably about the lamest name I've ever heard."

[Casual Scribbles]

[ Fox X Frosted is with Forest now. Lonestar and I mentioned you in it ]

Jinxflare screeched with pain. The fury that followed gave her strength that she needed desperately. She tugged away from the apprentice, ignoring the pain of the fur that left her skin as she did so. Once free, she recollected herself quickly and spun on her paws to face him. "A real warrior would've killed me right then, when you had the chance! You're weak!" she spat towards him. Her shoulders hurt worse than anything on her body. Her paw swiped towards him, hard. She was furious now. A red burr covered her view so she could hardly tell what she was doing anymore, but it gave the warrior strength. "Go away now, or I'll kill you myself," she growled, her claws swiped outwards once again with the same strength and good aim.

Burrpaw hissed as he was flung off and Jinxflare's blow tore his ear. "I didn't kill you because I do see the good in you. You're loyal, and I admire that, but I know I can't change your mind," He meowed, then ducked his head and charged at her, meaning to knock her off balance. "I didn't kill you because it's against the warrior code," (I'll go look for it,)

[The Cannibal]

As the dark tabby flew she was a little startled by his quick movement to the ground. Though she knew she needed to protect her belly, rather than give him total advantage over her. She tucked her paws tight under her belly as he latched onto her and she did the same. That was when his back legs began their attack she was getting scraped along her back legs and hips. It made the scraping of his claws more bearable. Though she still had to grind her teeth in pain as she tried to inflict an equal amount of pain to him. She lodged her front paws deep into her shoulders, using that as a grounding to pull herself close to him. His front paws pushed back against her but adrenaline and her good position atop him allowed her to pull her weight down. She stretched her neck forward, jaw snapping at the fur near his shoulder and neck. She just wanted to catch it so that she would sink her teeth in, really cause some pain. The charcoal tabby put her everything into one last attempt to latch on and it paid off. She sunk her teeth into his shoulder, the other cat's blood making her mouth bitter. She'd never enjoyed the taste of another cat's blood, simply the feeling of power it gave her over them. She ground them in as hard as she could, trying to use the effort her attack took in a way to distract herself from the constant slices his back legs were making through her thick pelt.
It seems that Grousestar had slightly underestimated the leader, he didn't expect for her to have thought to protect her belly in the split moment before landing on him, he thought that she was too blind in her ambition, too brash, too power hungry to even think about it. But he was mistaken. His hind claws did not sink into tender belly flesh, but rather just her hind legs and hips, yes it would inflict pain, but it left himself open for attack now, it was not a good position for him to be in.
Oh Starclan. And for an instant, he felt a tiny glimmer of fear work through him as he felt her claws sink into his shoulders in an attempt to pull him closer to those snapping jaws of hers. Hissing out, he began to batter harder with those powerful hind legs of him, that allowed him to jump from boulder to boulder in Skyclan territory, that allowed him to climb tree's, making sure to dig his claws in deep before kicking upwards in order to leave long gashes if it were possible, his front paws pushing up at her chest in attempt to keep her maw away from his neck, shoulders and face, attempting to try and roll them over now but she seemed to have a firm grip on him.
But she was surging forth, her snapping jaws closer and closer until a flash of searing hot pain erupted as she dug her sharp teeth into his shoulder, biting down as hard as she could, grinding them in far, eliciting a loud, pain-filled screech from Grousestar, the tom immediately slicing his front claws wherever he could and snapping his teeth into whatever part of her he was able, kicking with his hind claws as hard as he could now. Adrenaline couldn't dull the pain that was surging through his shoulder now. This was the first extreme pain that the brown tabby had ever felt and it raced through his body like burning electricity.

[Maplefur]

Spottedstone narrowed his eyes angrily, he slid to the side as quick as he could, but still felt the other slam into his shoulder. He hissed as the pain made him stumble.
He attempted to steady himself, swiping his claws towards Pinestorm's face.

Pinestorm tried to duck, but wasn't fast enough. He felt claws slice right above his eye- had he not moved, he'd probably have gotten an eye injury. So that's how he fights, huh? The black and tan tom hissed, jumping to the right, before darting in to aim a blow at Spottedstone's left shoulder, trying to confuse the tom. He felt his paws connect with fur, but wasn't sure whether he had actually broke skin or not, and he used his head to try and knock the tom up from the Riverclan warrior's stomach. If I can just get him on the ground...

[Casual Scribbles]

@Suspiciousmindz EclipsemoonXD

Forestpelt could hardly believe what she was seeing. All of a sudden, clanmates were turning against each other. Friends were fighting each other, cats who might ordinarily not give one another a single thought were trying to kill each other. How could this happen? How could any cat want to fight against their Clan, on the word of these strangers? Why were cats believing them? Forestpelt's green hues narrowed and she caught sight of something she was not expecting to see. Foxspring was pinned beneath another cat, someone she didn't recognize. For a moment the black she cat froze, before she slunk through the fighting cats, heading straight for the other cat. Once she reached them, she rammed into Frostedflight with her shoulder, hoping to throw him off balance. Maybe she was doing this wrong. Maybe Foxspring was the traitor here, but in that case, she could probably beat him. He didn't look like he was in much of a condition to turn against her anyway. "Whose side are you on?" She demanded, glaring at Foxspring. Her green hues flashed for a moment and she stood still, hoping to get an answer from him before Frostedflight would come back on the attack.

Frostedflight gave an enraged roar as he was thrown aside by Forestpelt. "I stand for StarClan!" He answered, "He fights for Blazingnight," The black and white tom rose to his paws, tail lashing with enough force to stir up the leaves. "Who do you fight for?" He asked, crouched and ready to spring at either one.

[Mango]

Fennelbreeze, the evil Skyclan cat stood in search of a Starclan supporter to attack, she avoided her clanmates. ( Need Starclan supporter of Shadowclan for her to fight)

Monsterpaw who was banned from the clans stood in search of an evil cat (open)

[Empress Of Evil]

Blackfalcon growled louder, meeting her lunge with his own. His claws were outstretched, aiming for her head and neck. He could see her teary eyes, but it didn't phase him at this point. He didn't feel sorry for the she-cat in the least bit. Although just as his claws struck her, he felt a pain in his throat that he could not ignore. Blackfalcon stumbled back, the claws of his friend leaving him and his claws leaving her fur. His icy blue gaze was widened with shock. The ebony feline's vision blurred as the sticky liquid dripped from his neck. "Why..." he gasped and before he knew it, his body was on the ground, although his gaze was helplessly staring at Crimson.

Her eyes widened as her claws accidently stabbed Blackfalcon in the throat, but then she felt his own claws pierce into her throat. Crimsontiger was thrown back from the force. She felt the red liquid drip down as she lay on the ground. Pain gripped her but she did her best to ignore it. She did her best to scrambled to Blackfalcon's side. "No no no no no!", Crimsontiger repeated, sobbing. It was hard to get the words out, but she had to. This was not what Crimsontiger had wanted to happen. "Blackfalcon. I never wanted this to happen", Crimsontiger said, her voice becoming hoarse. The ebony she cat buried her nose into the fur of Blackfalcon before saying, "I'm so sorry. Please forgive me". With that her eyes became glazed over and she felt her last breath leaving her body.

[judas]

Pardus looked up, glaring at the cat. "If you killed him..." He sank his claws into the ground, nudging Neko. Still alive... "And Littlepaw is probably about the lamest name I've ever heard."
"Littlepaw was the name of many great warriors." She mewed calmly. "No, wait maybe your right..." Littlepaw walked over to Neko. She slashed her claws against his throat. Then she attacked the other cat, clawing his sides.

[Ever]

It seems that Grousestar had slightly underestimated the leader, he didn't expect for her to have thought to protect her belly in the split moment before landing on him, he thought that she was too blind in her ambition, too brash, too power hungry to even think about it. But he was mistaken. His hind claws did not sink into tender belly flesh, but rather just her hind legs and hips, yes it would inflict pain, but it left himself open for attack now, it was not a good position for him to be in.
Oh Starclan. And for an instant, he felt a tiny glimmer of fear work through him as he felt her claws sink into his shoulders in an attempt to pull him closer to those snapping jaws of hers. Hissing out, he began to batter harder with those powerful hind legs of him, that allowed him to jump from boulder to boulder in Skyclan territory, that allowed him to climb tree's, making sure to dig his claws in deep before kicking upwards in order to leave long gashes if it were possible, his front paws pushing up at her chest in attempt to keep her maw away from his neck, shoulders and face, attempting to try and roll them over now but she seemed to have a firm grip on him.
But she was surging forth, her snapping jaws closer and closer until a flash of searing hot pain erupted as she dug her sharp teeth into his shoulder, biting down as hard as she could, grinding them in far, eliciting a loud, pain-filled screech from Grousestar, the tom immediately slicing his front claws wherever he could and snapping his teeth into whatever part of her he was able, kicking with his hind claws as hard as he could now. Adrenaline couldn't dull the pain that was surging through his shoulder now. This was the first extreme pain that the brown tabby had ever felt and it raced through his body like burning electricity.

As soon as he screamed in pain she held her ground. She knew she wouldn't be able to hold the attack long, but as she retreated she bit down hard and tore his flesh as she did so. She used all four of her legs to push off, her teeth left deep ridges in his shoulder as she did so. When she landed on the ground about a cat-length away from him she stumbled. her strength was faltering, the foreign leader was strong. Stronger than she had expected as he looked quite young.
When she'd bit him, he'd managed to snag his teeth in her front left leg. Blood trickled down the leg and stained her white paw crimson. Her back legs where sliced, though not too deeply except for during his last feeble attempt to push her off of him. That last rake of his claws had left her with a few deeper gashed on her rump which trickled a small string of blood, matting her fur. His front claws had hooked into her chest and her creamy and luscious fur there was matted and stained with blood now.
Her flanks heaved as she tried to catch her breath, steady herself in the midst of all the pain that was sinking into her body. Her opponent had gotten himself in rough shape though. He was as scraped as she was, but he had that deep gouge she'd managed to inflict on his shoulder. It was the attack she'd needed to make. She wondered if he'd even be able to rise, she'd managed to do quite a number on the shoulder, damaging crucial muscles. Watching him shudder in pain for an the instant that she regained her confidence left her with a surge of confidence. Though as the heartbeats ticked she didn't make any move, she needed to let her body heal for a moment and catch her breath. She'd just risk getting injured if the tom was more mobile than she expected.

[Caligo Everton]

Pinestorm tried to duck, but wasn't fast enough. He felt claws slice right above his eye- had he not moved, he'd probably have gotten an eye injury. So that's how he fights, huh? The black and tan tom hissed, jumping to the right, before darting in to aim a blow at Spottedstone's left shoulder, trying to confuse the tom. He felt his paws connect with fur, but wasn't sure whether he had actually broke skin or not, and he used his head to try and knock the tom up from the Riverclan warrior's stomach. If I can just get him on the ground...

Nightstream hissed viciously and pumbled spottedstone from the side running her claws down his pelt. She worked around and faced him. She got a glance at pinestorm he was fighting viciously.

[SuspiciousMindz]

Her eyes widened as her claws accidently stabbed Blackfalcon in the throat, but then she felt his own claws pierce into her throat. Crimsontiger was thrown back from the force. She felt the red liquid drip down as she lay on the ground. Pain gripped her but she did her best to ignore it. She did her best to scrambled to Blackfalcon's side. "No no no no no!", Crimsontiger repeated, sobbing. It was hard to get the words out, but she had to. This was not what Crimsontiger had wanted to happen. "Blackfalcon. I never wanted this to happen", Crimsontiger said, her voice becoming hoarse. The ebony she cat buried her nose into the fur of Blackfalcon before saying, "I'm so sorry. Please forgive me". With that her eyes became glazed over and she felt her last breath leaving her body.
Blackfalcon gasped unable to reply before his body grew stiff and darkness took over his vision. The last thing the feline felt was Crimson's nose pressing against her own fur and her words that he'd take to Starclan with him. Sure, the feline supported his leader, but he merely fought for his leader, not for the sake of evil and good.
Blackfalcon lay still now. Crimson at his side. Surely they'd see each other in the afterlife.

[Maplefur]

Nightstream hissed viciously and pumbled spottedstone from the side running her claws down his pelt. She worked around and faced him. She got a glance at pinestorm he was fighting viciously.

Pinestorm paused in his attack, bewildered. I don't need any help! He thought indignantly. Besides, is she even on the same side as me? "Nightstream, I can handle this. Do you even know what side you're on?" He was distracted, the thought that Spottedstone could attack him again completely slipping his mind as he stared at the she-cat. I can't let her get hurt!

(Hah I sense an argument coming up)

[Caligo Everton]

Pinestorm paused in his attack, bewildered. I don't need any help! He thought indignantly. Besides, is she even on the same side as me? "Nightstream, I can handle this. Do you even know what side you're on?" He was distracted, the thought that Spottedstone could attack him again completely slipping his mind as he stared at the she-cat. I can't let her get hurt!

(Hah I sense an argument coming up)

Nightstream looked into the toms eyes desperately. "I'm on your side." She said just loud enough for him to hear. What the heck are you saying. Your loyal to shadowclan!!! she looked at the tom she was attacking then at pinestorm.

(Is he EE. Or clan?)

[Maplefur]

Nightstream looked into the toms eyes desperately. "I'm on your side." She said just loud enough for him to hear. What the heck are you saying. Your loyal to shadowclan!!! she looked at the tom she was attacking then at pinestorm.

(Is he EE. Or clan?)

(He's fighting for his clan cause he doesn't really believe in Starclan, so against Skyclan. He doesn't believe in the Dark Forest though, so he's really more neutral on the situation and is only fighting out of loyalty to his clan.)

"Good," Pinestorm murmured, relieved. It's not really a fair fight for both of us to be attacking this Riverclan tom... He thought. "Look, I can handle this fight. You go find anyone that needs help, and if you get caught up, just call and I'll come running," he promised her, looking into her eyes. This battle will be over faster if we can tackle more enemies at the same time, instead of pairing up to attack them all. "Or you could, I dunno, go hide and protect yourself," he murmured, surprising himself. I can't stand for her to be hurt...

[Caligo Everton]

(He's fighting for his clan cause he doesn't really believe in Starclan, so against Skyclan. He doesn't believe in the Dark Forest though, so he's really more neutral on the situation and is only fighting out of loyalty to his clan.)

"Good," Pinestorm murmured, relieved. It's not really a fair fight for both of us to be attacking this Riverclan tom... He thought. "Look, I can handle this fight. You go find anyone that needs help, and if you get caught up, just call and I'll come running," he promised her, looking into her eyes. This battle will be over faster if we can tackle more enemies at the same time, instead of pairing up to attack them all. "Or you could, I dunno, go hide and protect yourself," he murmured, surprising himself. I can't stand for her to be hurt...

Nightstream nodded and raced into the fight. She tackled a shyclan van throwing all her strength at it.

(Open post)

[lone]

Frostedflight gave an enraged roar as he was thrown aside by Forestpelt. "I stand for StarClan!" He answered, "He fights for Blazingnight," The black and white tom rose to his paws, tail lashing with enough force to stir up the leaves. "Who do you fight for?" He asked, crouched and ready to spring at either one.

Forestpelt's black tail began to twitch and for a moment, she was unsure of who she really did fight for. For that brief moment, the unpenetrable glaze left her green hues and she looked more lost than she had felt before in her life. She glanced at Foxspring, before looking back at Frostedflight. "I fight for our Clan. For our leader." She answered, trying to sound as confident as possible. She didn't want to be a traitor- and yet, she was unsure whether she was doing the right thing or not. She turned her green hues back to Foxspring, almost asking him whether she was doing the right thing or not. The glaze was gone from her hues once again and she waited for any response to either approve or disapprove of her words.

[SuspiciousMindz]

Burrpaw hissed as he was flung off and Jinxflare's blow tore his ear. "I didn't kill you because I do see the good in you. You're loyal, and I admire that, but I know I can't change your mind," He meowed, then ducked his head and charged at her, meaning to knock her off balance. "I didn't kill you because it's against the warrior code," (I'll go look for it,)
Jinxflare side-stepped it. "You kill if you have to!" she snarled, spinning on her paws to face the apprentice, his tail lashing behind her. "What good is there in me? Loyalty isn't always good," she sneered giving the apprentice a wicked grin before she started to circle him. She made no moved during this, merely waiting to see how he'd respond. "I will join the place with no stars before I believe those weaklings you call ancestors. They control nothing! Cats have lived generations fine without their rule, so why begin now? Strong minded felines aren't born under the reign of Starclan. Strong minded felines think for themselves, they don't have to worry about 'oh this will upset Starclan'" she growled, her voice mocking in the last statement. She continued to circle him.

[Autumnblaze]

"No-no-no-no-NO!!!" Guardianheart cried in the midst of battle, "Blazingnight can't be killed! RiverClan was attacked! Is Brindlepaw alright? I can't risk losing her!" Why would this distant clan be so evil? He supported the Dark Forest with his life, he couldn't lose his RiverClan mate! His last hope, is to leave the clans, and take Brindlepaw. He raced for the entrance, only acutely aware that Bitterstorm and Sourblood were calling him back, hopefully he wouldn't be stopped by some SkyClan fox-heart.

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

"Littlepaw was the name of many great warriors." She mewed calmly. "No, wait maybe your right..." Littlepaw walked over to Neko. She slashed her claws against his throat. Then she attacked the other cat, clawing his sides.
Pardus froze for a moment, shocked, then launched at the cat, trying to knock her down, aiming to slash his claw's across Littlepaw's eyes. He ducked away from her claws and dove under her in an attempt to claw her belly.

[seasalt]

{whoops, posted with the wrong cat, lemme try that again XD }
Cloudspots heard a shadowclan apprentice yowl and looked in the direction of the cry, his light blue orbs scanned the clearing, looking for the one who is not on starclans side. After a few seconds of serching the dappled warrior spotted a small apprentice. The skyclan warrior twiched his wiskers and swiftly made his way to the molly, anger began to pool in his stomach the closer he got to the apprentice "There is nothing wrong with believi g in our ancestors." He snorted, unseathing his claws once he got close enough to see just how dangerous she may be.
Cloudspots lashed his tail and rose his chin, confidence danced across his blue orbs as he looked down at applepaw "Do you really believe that you can defeat me? Defeat Skyclan? Defeat all of those who are loyal to their ancestors, who are loyal to their past, present, and furute?" He questioned, his dappled fur seemed sleek in the sun, the blood caked on his claws sticky as he dug his claws into the earth. The skyclan warrior bent down and shoved his muzzle close to the mollys "You really think a piece of fox-dung like you is able to take down all 5 clans legacy? You think you can take down, the history of the clans, thry must be bad at teaching you apprentices how to respect your clans past." He spat, his sky blue eyes blazed with anger as he growled at the apprentice.

Applepaw gave a glare, orbs shimmering with anger. This warrior seemed too stupid, the molly decided. Stupidity needs to be dealt with, and the weak, they stood in the way of the more stronger cats. "All Starclan does is ignore the ambitious, and praise the weak." The apprentice gave a hiss, claws tearing up the ground before her. The molly seemed to strongly believe in her views. "I am proud to follow Blazingnight, and anyone who opposes her are fools!" She spat at the Skyclan Cat, anger boiling inside, like a burning flame. "And, I've never heard of your clan, so why should I listen to you?" The ginger tabby gave her all, insults, all of that, all the while thinking on how to deal with this warrior. She knew this would take patience, and that thought irritated her greatly. Raising a paw, the molly aimed for his face, Maybe this will teach him to not mess with me...... She thought with a silent smirk, eyes glittering with concentration. Applepaw hoped it would hit, and she hoped really hard.

[The Cannibal]

As soon as he screamed in pain she held her ground. She knew she wouldn't be able to hold the attack long, but as she retreated she bit down hard and tore his flesh as she did so. She used all four of her legs to push off, her teeth left deep ridges in his shoulder as she did so. When she landed on the ground about a cat-length away from him she stumbled. her strength was faltering, the foreign leader was strong. Stronger than she had expected as he looked quite young.
When she'd bit him, he'd managed to snag his teeth in her front left leg. Blood trickled down the leg and stained her white paw crimson. Her back legs where sliced, though not too deeply except for during his last feeble attempt to push her off of him. That last rake of his claws had left her with a few deeper gashed on her rump which trickled a small string of blood, matting her fur. His front claws had hooked into her chest and her creamy and luscious fur there was matted and stained with blood now.
Her flanks heaved as she tried to catch her breath, steady herself in the midst of all the pain that was sinking into her body. Her opponent had gotten himself in rough shape though. He was as scraped as she was, but he had that deep gouge she'd managed to inflict on his shoulder. It was the attack she'd needed to make. She wondered if he'd even be able to rise, she'd managed to do quite a number on the shoulder, damaging crucial muscles. Watching him shudder in pain for an the instant that she regained her confidence left her with a surge of confidence. Though as the heartbeats ticked she didn't make any move, she needed to let her body heal for a moment and catch her breath. She'd just risk getting injured if the tom was more mobile than she expected.

The pain of her grinding her teeth into that wound seemed to last an eternity, it seemed to clutch at his heart and every limb in his body, almost seeming to put it into a desperate overdrive. But luckily enough, it didn't last too much longer with his desperate, vicious clawing and battering, but when she pulled away from him, his flesh tore, ripping another terrible screech of pain from the new leader, his body twisting as she jumped away, trying to scramble to his paws, but he couldn't put any weight on that arm or paw, causing him to go collapsing back to the ground, panting.
Oh Starclan help me. Thought the tom desperately, he knew that this wasn't good, not good at all.
Blazingnight wasn't without her wounds, but she could at least stand, Grousestar was having trouble getting up, heavy winces ensuing whenever he attempted to stand, each time laying back down. Get up Grouse, you have to get up. You can't let her beat you, you can do this. His mind willed and slowly the tom was able to stand up, wobbly and swaying, but he stood up, his one shoulder sagging and the paw lifted off the ground, blood seeping from the heavy wound. But he was standing. His emerald eyes never lost his determination, nor that look of sheer optimism. I can win this. She's damaged as well.
Sides heaving heavily with breath, Grousestar just stood there, a small pool of blood forming under the area where his paw was raised, the blood from his shoulder wound dripping down the arm, several scratches along his side and flank bleeding as well, but none as heavy as the one of the shoulder.
Ignore the pain Grouse, she's winded and wounded, you can strike now, just push past the pain and end this.
Flattening his ears and gritting his teeth, the brown tabby slowly set his paw on the ground, clenching his eyes shut momentarily before flashing them open again, putting weight on the paw. Pain shot up his arm and through him like a bolt, causing him to flinch heavily and nearly fall over, but he kept it there. Just like that. Now attack.
With an awkward quick lurching movement, the Skyclan leader went barreling towards Blazingnight with a yowl before leaping in the air and aiming for her chest, aiming to bowl her over and relentlessly strike until she had no choice but to run for her life. He would end this.
"For Starclan!"

[Gusty]

Gusty

White paws ran furiously through the undergrowth, working hard enough to their owner's way to the battleground just in time to hear Grousestar's speech. 'Skyclan? They're real?!' she thought. 'They're on Starclan's side. I must fight with them, if they're telling the truth, but what if they aren't?' She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath. She felt a sudden warmth on her side, and smelled the sweet scent of her mother. 'I must fight Shadowclan, as a true Shadowclan warrior.' She took in another breath of her mother's sweet scent, puffed out her chest fur, and crouched down, hoping no cat saw her lurking in the brush a bit away. She singled out a long-hair'd Siamese. 'Swiftfang, you're mine,' she thought. When the call was given, she lunged at the older tom with a yowl of war, lunging at him with claws unsheathed.

(I wish I've seen this earlier; sorry. If we don't finish the plot, we could move it to PM.)
Swiftfang knew of battle. He never fought in a full-scale one, like this, but he’d been through enough training to know it well. The tom’s first strategy was to hide in the bushes for a while, and pounce on an unsuspecting cat, but that wasn’t working out… it seemed as though someone had noticed him.

Oh, lord!- and they were going to pounce too. She was part of ShadowClan (her clan scent showed this), but was against him. That was strange enough- was she aligned with StarClan? His blood boiled with rage at the thought, and he leaped to his paws. If you’re aligned with them, I’ll gladly fight you!

There was no time to be surprised at the matter, or to even think, so the tom used his reflexes instead. In a quick blur, the Siamese warrior pulled out his sharp claws and opened his fangs wide; this was not going to pass. The molly was younger than he was and would therefore be less experienced. Which means I have the advantage. He thought smugly, locking eyes with the opponent as if she were nothing worse than a flea.

[The Cannibal]

Lonestar23

Avocetrose really wasn't sure why she came along for the battle, she was a pretty cat who shouldn't be out fighting like a rabid badger, but then again, this was her clan.. And she'd follow Grousestar until her last breath. Skyclan was the only thing she cared about just as much as her looks, and really, I'm not sure if anyone knew that about her.
Now, after the battle with Riverclan, they were in Shadowclan, new scents, new sights, and certainly terrain that she did not like. The mud sucked at her pretty white paws, but she had too look past that because a battle was erupting around her. Flattening her ears, the black and white she-cat looked around, her claws unsheathed and ready to tear into whatever warrior, apprentice or just cat in general that she might have to fight, but she was tense, nervous. She didn't like this, there was so much going on around her, she couldn't keep her eyes on every cat, leaving her open for attack inadvertently.
{Sorry it's rather short!}

[Casual Scribbles]

"Oof!" Burrpaw hit the ground and skidded. He pushed himself to his paws. "Yes, but only if you have to," he agreed. "Strong minded cats know when to follow history and when to veer from their ancestors paths. Those who do not learn the mistakes of their history are doimed to repeat them, just as you are doing now," He turned in a circle, following her with his eyes. "Stop this, Jinxflare, stand beside me! ShadowClan will thrive!" He pleaded, acting weak. Truly, he was not. He had his claws unsheathed, his muscles ready to spring or dodge. Suspiciousmindz .

[Ever]

The pain of her grinding her teeth into that wound seemed to last an eternity, it seemed to clutch at his heart and every limb in his body, almost seeming to put it into a desperate overdrive. But luckily enough, it didn't last too much longer with his desperate, vicious clawing and battering, but when she pulled away from him, his flesh tore, ripping another terrible screech of pain from the new leader, his body twisting as she jumped away, trying to scramble to his paws, but he couldn't put any weight on that arm or paw, causing him to go collapsing back to the ground, panting.
Oh Starclan help me. Thought the tom desperately, he knew that this wasn't good, not good at all.
Blazingnight wasn't without her wounds, but she could at least stand, Grousestar was having trouble getting up, heavy winces ensuing whenever he attempted to stand, each time laying back down. Get up Grouse, you have to get up. You can't let her beat you, you can do this. His mind willed and slowly the tom was able to stand up, wobbly and swaying, but he stood up, his one shoulder sagging and the paw lifted off the ground, blood seeping from the heavy wound. But he was standing. His emerald eyes never lost his determination, nor that look of sheer optimism. I can win this. She's damaged as well.
Sides heaving heavily with breath, Grousestar just stood there, a small pool of blood forming under the area where his paw was raised, the blood from his shoulder wound dripping down the arm, several scratches along his side and flank bleeding as well, but none as heavy as the one of the shoulder.
Ignore the pain Grouse, she's winded and wounded, you can strike now, just push past the pain and end this.
Flattening his ears and gritting his teeth, the brown tabby slowly set his paw on the ground, clenching his eyes shut momentarily before flashing them open again, putting weight on the paw. Pain shot up his arm and through him like a bolt, causing him to flinch heavily and nearly fall over, but he kept it there. Just like that. Now attack.
With an awkward quick lurching movement, the Skyclan leader went barreling towards Blazingnight with a yowl before leaping in the air and aiming for her chest, aiming to bowl her over and relentlessly strike until she had no choice but to run for her life. He would end this.
"For Starclan!"

Blazingnight was surprised the tom had gotten up. Her golden eyes were wide with shock as he managed to catch his balance after a tumbling attempt to stand. She was even more off guard when he actually launched an attack at her. Though it wasn't enough. His movement and attack was easy to move away from. Due to his injuries he was slow, his movements sloppy and predictable. So as soon as he was air born she had a plan, her surprise swallowed and replaced by the hunger to end this battle and win in the name of Shadowclan.
The dark tabby crouched low, ready to take the impact on his hit. As the tom's large body slammed into her she was prepared. Though his claws tore feverishly at her chest, her paws were firmly planted. She pushed forward with all her strength, sending his attack off course and his body into the dirt beside her. Everything seemed to move in slow motion. She watched with wide eyes as he slammed into the ground, his body shuddering. Watched as his eyes transitioned from a fierce proud glow to shock, and death. Because as his weak body fell to the ground her attack went into place. Her paw came up, strong and claws. Adrenaline rushed through her as she brought it down. No regret, no second thought, no remorse passed through her as she brought it down with one goal: death.
Everything passed in seconds. The sounds from the battle around the two cats faded until everything was deathly silent. Both of them were still other than her paw slowly moving towards his limp body. Her lips were curled and teeth bared as she snarled a hiss with her attack. Dirt and fur were suspended in the air as she moved. Then it was done. Her claws tore through the fur in his throat, cutting deep. Blood welled instantly, Grousestar had lost so much blood. Blazing had knows that the neck would cause more of it, hopefully enough to end his life. She needed him ended to show the Starclan cats what their faith got them. To show Shadowclan it was powerful without the useless rules of Starclan.
She scrambled back after the deed was done, in case the tom was able to pull through once more and stand. Everything on her ached from their battle. It had been intense and blood trickled from the multiple scrapes and gashed that marred her body. She was no stranger to pain however, so it was easily forced down. She'd died twice, brought kits into the world and experienced the strongest of heartbreaks. The adrenaline that pumped through her veins and the success at downing the opponent's leader made her feel more alive then ever. The stinging of her body only added to the sensation. Her flanks heaved and her body tingled with anticipation as she watched the tom with excitement, her golden eyes proud and a smile on her face at her success. p

[judas]

Pardus froze for a moment, shocked, then launched at the cat, trying to knock her down, aiming to slash his claw's across Littlepaw's eyes. He ducked away from her claws and dove under her in an attempt to claw her belly.
Littlepaw threw the cat off. "You brought this on your self!" She hissed. She clawed the cats eye.
😖Writers block)))

[Fel]

As he moved towards her she bunched for impact and lowered her body. She was going to let him hit her, scampering to the side would just make both of their attacks a miss. As the other warrior ran into her she ground her teeth in frustration and pain, feeling his claws sink into her side, but as he latched on she twisted. This exposed his body to her and her back feet took the moment to attack before he'd let go and escape her. Her front claws hooked into his shoulder as her back legs pumped at his belly. She didn't bother hiding her claws that much as Shadowclan hadn't made it a priority for as long as Blazingnight had come to leadership. She could feel herself ripping small tufts of his thick fur out to try and get to flesh. Her eyes were squeezed shut in effort, her jaws snapping without success at his body. She couldn't get herself turned enough though. Her body burned where it was being cut by his strong paws and his bite into her side.


Really, he was confused as to what Marbledface was doing, just standing there while he lunged for her. He almost could've stopped completely, but he's grown a bit of a backbone in the recent event of Riverclan's freedom, and couldn't simply back down now. Letting his claws sink into her flank, he wasn't expecting her to suddenly turn on him, twisting away and slicing into his shoulder painfully. Letting out a loud growl in immense pain, he lifted up one of his front legs shakily, jabbing it towards her belly in an attempt to kick her off of him. I can't let myself down- Rabbitkit and Shellkit, they depend on me- and so does everybody else in this entire forest who has a good heart. His hind legs dug into the dirt as he pushed towards his opponent, eyes narrowing as his whiskers twitched with a rush of anger which came with the pain he was feeling, a sensation that had only happened one other time he could remember. It was when Shellfeather was still with him, and when a jealous cat by the name of Scorchingflame had the nerve to attack him over his love for her- but in the end, it didn't matter. She was lost now, and there was a big chance he'd never see her again. Even if that's the case... I have to make her proud.

[lone]

@Lonestar23 (http://warriorcatsonline.com/forums/member.php?u=42)

Avocetrose really wasn't sure why she came along for the battle, she was a pretty cat who shouldn't be out fighting like a rabid badger, but then again, this was her clan.. And she'd follow Grousestar until her last breath. Skyclan was the only thing she cared about just as much as her looks, and really, I'm not sure if anyone knew that about her.
Now, after the battle with Riverclan, they were in Shadowclan, new scents, new sights, and certainly terrain that she did not like. The mud sucked at her pretty white paws, but she had too look past that because a battle was erupting around her. Flattening her ears, the black and white she-cat looked around, her claws unsheathed and ready to tear into whatever warrior, apprentice or just cat in general that she might have to fight, but she was tense, nervous. She didn't like this, there was so much going on around her, she couldn't keep her eyes on every cat, leaving her open for attack inadvertently.

{Sorry it's rather short!}



Clawpaw could see a black and white she cat, a nervous looking one, standing and looking around. She looked uncomfortable...uncomfortable with their territory. Clawpaw's own ears went back and she began to head towards the she cat, unsure whether the cat was on their side or not. Still, if the cat was innocent, she would probably say something about her attacking. The white apprentice looked at the black and white cat, a curious expression in her blue hues. "Whose side are you on? Are you with those- strangers- or are you on our side, fighting for Blazingnight?" Clawpaw asked, a bright gleam in her blue hues as she spoke of Blazingnight. The apprentice looked up to the leader, and having no belief in StarClan herself, she was not a fan of these cats coming here. Still, she didn't want to make a mistake and accidentally attack someone who could be an ally. She waited for the black and white she cat's answer, her tail swishing in anticipation.
The she cat was completely loyal to her Clan, and she was upset that these strange cats had come here and were telling them how to live their lives. That they were here trying to take over, that they were here trying to remove Blazingnight from power. If there are cats in ShadowClan who are unhappy with Blazingnight, then they don't have to live here, She thought with a hiss as she fixed her blue hues on Avocetrose.

[The Cannibal]

Blazingnight was surprised the tom had gotten up. Her golden eyes were wide with shock as he managed to catch his balance after a tumbling attempt to stand. She was even more off guard when he actually launched an attack at her. Though it wasn't enough. His movement and attack was easy to move away from. Due to his injuries he was slow, his movements sloppy and predictable. So as soon as he was air born she had a plan, her surprise swallowed and replaced by the hunger to end this battle and win in the name of Shadowclan.
The dark tabby crouched low, ready to take the impact on his hit. As the tom's large body slammed into her she was prepared. Though his claws tore feverishly at her chest, her paws were firmly planted. She pushed forward with all her strength, sending his attack off course and his body into the dirt beside her. Everything seemed to move in slow motion. She watched with wide eyes as he slammed into the ground, his body shuddering. Watched as his eyes transitioned from a fierce proud glow to shock, and then fear. Because as his weak body fell to the ground her attack went into place. Her paw came up, strong and claws. Adrenaline rushed through her as she brought it down. No regret, no second thought, no remorse passed through her as she brought it down with one goal: death.
Everything passed in seconds. The sounds from the battle around the two cats faded until everything was deathly silent. Both of them were still other than her paw slowly moving towards his limp body. Her lips were curled and teeth bared as she snarled a hiss with her attack. Dirt and fur were suspended in the air as she moved. Then it was done. Her claws tore through the fur in his throat, cutting deep. Blood welled instantly, Grousestar had lost so much blood. Blazing had knows that the neck would cause more of it, hopefully enough to end his life. She needed him ended to show the Starclan cats what their faith got them. To show Shadowclan it was powerful without the useless rules of Starclan.
She scrambled back after the deed was done, in case the tom was able to pull through once more and stand. Everything on her ached from their battle. It had been intense and blood trickled from the multiple scrapes and gashed that marred her body. She was no stranger to pain however, so it was easily forced down. She'd died twice, brought kits into the world and experienced the strongest of heartbreaks. The adrenaline that pumped through her veins and the success at downing the opponent's leader made her feel more alive then ever. The stinging of her body only added to the sensation. Her flanks heaved and her body tingled with anticipation as she watched the tom with excitement, her golden eyes proud and a smile on her face at her success. p
Surprise wasn't enough, it wasn't enough to let him defeat this cat, not with his shoulder severely wounded and not with the blood loss that he's suffered. Grousestar wasn't as fast as he could be, in fact, his approach had been staggering, lurching, and highly predictable, it wasn't something he could avoid, but he didn't think about it, there was no use in thinking about it, he just had to do his best and if that wasn't enough, then he'd die. It was simple, it was painfully simple. He leaped into the air, and that's what sealed his fate.
The surprise was gone and with him leaping through the air, she was able to devise a quick plan of how to end him, he knew this, he knew it the first few seconds he went lunging through the air, a deathly calm settled over him as he went aiming for her chest, claws outstretched, jaws open in a yowl for Starclan and ready to bite into flesh he'd never get a chance to bite into, a tiny glimmer in his emerald eyes that were focused on the dark tabby before him. He slammed into her, claws hooking into her, but it wasn't enough to do any serious damage to her that might end her life and soon he was shoved off in another direction, time slowing as he flew towards the ground, his eyes closing and his body bracing for impact before he went crashing into the cold ground, skidding and rolling before coming to a stop, pain exploding from the impact as well as from his wounds and breath whooshing out of his lungs. He couldn't move, he was too overcome with pain and felt too weak, the blood he's lost was making him light-headed, whoozy and mixed with the pain, he was on the verge of losing consciousness. His emerald eyes focused on Blazingnight, but there was not fear there, no, there was.. Happiness. Determination. He wouldn't give her the satisfaction of fear.
She lunged for him and with a swift movement, sliced her claws through his throat, his eyes blinking and shock blocking the pain from him, practically numb, the blood gushing out fast. He tried to pull in a breath but was met with only blood, not air, his body shuttering and his eyes going towards the sky, legs kicking a moment before soon enough the Skyclan leader went limp, eyes glazing over and breath leaving his body to not be pulled back in, the world going black for Grousestar. He was dead.
Well rather, he was losing his first life. He woke up in a starry field, Starclan, confused and yet sure of what was going on at the same time. "I've lost a life.." He murmured, a Skyclan cat nodding their head and explaining that he has lost a life and that he had eight left and that he must wait a moment as they healed his body, Grousestar unable to help feel sadness. "I-I've let my clan down.. I.." Shaking his head, he grit his teeth and growled. "No. No, I have made my clan proud. I fight for what I believe!"
A few minutes later, he could feel himself swimming back into consciousness, renewed energy and health.

[Ever]

Really, he was confused as to what Marbledface was doing, just standing there while he lunged for her. He almost could've stopped completely, but he's grown a bit of a backbone in the recent event of Riverclan's freedom, and couldn't simply back down now. Letting his claws sink into her flank, he wasn't expecting her to suddenly turn on him, twisting away and slicing into his shoulder painfully. Letting out a loud growl in immense pain, he lifted up one of his front legs shakily, jabbing it towards her belly in an attempt to kick her off of him. I can't let myself down- Rabbitkit and Shellkit, they depend on me- and so does everybody else in this entire forest who has a good heart. His hind legs dug into the dirt as he pushed towards his opponent, eyes narrowing as his whiskers twitched with a rush of anger which came with the pain he was feeling, a sensation that had only happened one other time he could remember. It was when Shellfeather was still with him, and when a jealous cat by the name of Scorchingflame had the nerve to attack him over his love for her- but in the end, it didn't matter. She was lost now, and there was a big chance he'd never see her again. Even if that's the case... I have to make her proud.

As his claws scraped her belly she yowled out in her own pain, eyes flaring in shock. The young warrior had never been in battle, and even though Shadowclan was encouraged to not go easy in training, it was nothing comparable. The feeling of her skin being torn by his sharp talons made her numb. She quickly gave up on her attack and scampered backwards. The white patches on her chest and left shoulder were stained crimson. She panted as she stared at the warrior before her. Her emerald eyes were still hard and determined, but underneath the look she was scared. Letting him strike first wouldn't help her in the long run, she had to strike herself. She swallowed hard taking a heartbeat to make a decision on an attack. Then the mottled molly sprung into action, adrenaline quickly overrode the pain as she sprung with claws out, trying to latch herself onto his shoulder. She just wanted to get some attack made, though the one she'd chosen had left her right side exposed to his left paw attacks and bites. As she sailed she regretted her attack choice, though there was nothing that could be done for her now.

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

Littlepaw threw the cat off. "You brought this on your self!" She hissed. She clawed the cats eye.
😖Writers block)))
[It's okay]
Pardus ducked, and the worst of the blow landed right next to his eye. "You killed him! What did he do to you? You didn't have to kill to win, I know your code, and he wasn't even trained to fight, you coward!" he yowled, aiming blows at her face furously while he did so.

[lost]

Much of the start of the battle was a blur, with claws flying, teeth clamping down, and growls rumbling. At first she fought along side the evil cats, the last connection to Blazingnight taking over her instincts at first. But as soon as she sent one cat fleeing, she turned sides, taking down one cat, and then another. She was injured, bleeding heavily from the left shoulder, a part of her ear was now missing. There was a cut above her eye, threatening to spill blood into his vision. Luckily, it was a minor scratch and hardly bled. She was standing now, taking a moment to catch her breath, when her eyes scanned the bloodied, busy clearing. At first she had skipped over the scene, but at a second glance she froze and watched it play out. She was racing forward, but she wasn't fast enough. Terror ripped through her chest and she found herself stumbling a bit. Never before had she witnessed a leader be slain. Grousestar was dead- despite it only being one life, he was dead. She wanted to freeze, turn around and forget it happened. She didn't want it to be Blazingnight that killed another leader. But now, it was her claws that ripped through his throat.
Finally she reached them, but she had slowed and was now standing a fox-length away, staring at the body of the SkyClan leader. SkyClan, that idea was silly, but she didn't doubt it. There were saviors for the four clans, and that's all that mattered. Turning her gaze to her best friend, if she could even be called that, she flattened her ears, staring. She took a deep breath, and in that breath, everything came crashing through her. It was a violent wave, and her eyes began to fill with a hated so fierce, it would scare a kit into hiding for moons. She took another breath, a step forward. Her claws were tearing about the earth beneath her, and in that she began to examine every injury on the ShadowClan leader's body. She was beaten pretty bad, but Scorchflake knew that every cat would crumble, despite their determination. Blazingnight was angry, too, and that would bring another struggle.
"Blazingnight!" She spat out, her voice carrying louder than she expected it to. She's never yelled before, never carried a tone of such hatred, and yet she wasn't alarmed with her new bravery in standing up to the abusive best friend. She didn't say anything else, only stepped forward and sent a dangerous glare. All she wanted was to gain the attention of the cat before she could do any more harm to Grousestar, or any other cat. If Scorchflake died today, she would take Blazingnight with her.
That was a promise. Her best friend would die at her own paws.

[judas]

[It's okay]
Pardus ducked, and the worst of the blow landed right next to his eye. "You killed him! What did he do to you? You didn't have to kill to win, I know your code, and he wasn't even trained to fight, you coward!" he yowled, aiming blows at her face furously while he did so.
"He betrayed his clan! He believed in the Dark forest! You! You brought this apon your self! You made me! You called me weak! You said I was lame!" She lashed out at Pardus. "If anything you killed him!"

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

"He betrayed his clan! He believed in the Dark forest! You! You brought this apon your self! You made me! You called me weak! You said I was lame!" She lashed out at Pardus. "If anything you killed him!"
Pardus flinched at her last comment, but covered it by launching at her again. "He was the only cat in the Dyndicate who didn't,you foxheart! You kiled my brother over a petty arguement!"

[Ever]

Much of the start of the battle was a blur, with claws flying, teeth clamping down, and growls rumbling. At first she fought along side the evil cats, the last connection to Blazingnight taking over her instincts at first. But as soon as she sent one cat fleeing, she turned sides, taking down one cat, and then another. She was injured, bleeding heavily from the left shoulder, a part of her ear was now missing. There was a cut above her eye, threatening to spill blood into his vision. Luckily, it was a minor scratch and hardly bled. She was standing now, taking a moment to catch her breath, when her eyes scanned the bloodied, busy clearing. At first she had skipped over the scene, but at a second glance she froze and watched it play out. She was racing forward, but she wasn't fast enough. Terror ripped through her chest and she found herself stumbling a bit. Never before had she witnessed a leader be slain. Grousestar was dead- despite it only being one life, he was dead. She wanted to freeze, turn around and forget it happened. She didn't want it to be Blazingnight that killed another leader. But now, it was her claws that ripped through his throat.
Finally she reached them, but she had slowed and was now standing a fox-length away, staring at the body of the SkyClan leader. SkyClan, that idea was silly, but she didn't doubt it. There were saviors for the four clans, and that's all that mattered. Turning her gaze to her best friend, if she could even be called that, she flattened her ears, staring. She took a deep breath, and in that breath, everything came crashing through her. It was a violent wave, and her eyes began to fill with a hated so fierce, it would scare a kit into hiding for moons. She took another breath, a step forward. Her claws were tearing about the earth beneath her, and in that she began to examine every injury on the ShadowClan leader's body. She was beaten pretty bad, but Scorchflake knew that every cat would crumble, despite their determination. Blazingnight was angry, too, and that would bring another struggle.
"Blazingnight!" She spat out, her voice carrying louder than she expected it to. She's never yelled before, never carried a tone of such hatred, and yet she wasn't alarmed with her new bravery in standing up to the abusive best friend. She didn't say anything else, only stepped forward and sent a dangerous glare. All she wanted was to gain the attention of the cat before she could do any more harm to Grousestar, or any other cat. If Scorchflake died today, she would take Blazingnight with her.
That was a promise. Her best friend would die at her own paws.

Blazingnight stared at the limp body of Grousestar. For a moment sympathy flooded through her, she wasn't a heartless cat after all. She knew how it felt to lose a life, so be seated before those who had granted your power and feel useless, defeated. Though she also felt pride in her skills, a swell of pride that she was defending her clan as she was supposed to do. Her white chest was proudly stuck out, though it was no longer white and more crimson, pink and brown from battle. Her ebony striped sides rose and fell heavily as she stared at the body, trying to wrap her head around it. She'd never killed another cat before, it was something that both shocked her and made her feel satisfied. She wanted to shrink away from the feeling, though she heard her voice called and her golden eyes looked up at who called. For a moment they still held the earlier emotions, the confusion and proud that was laced with fear. Then recognition set in and she snarled.

"What do you want." She hissed eyes already looking past the shecat and trying to see if any help for the fallen Skyclan leader was nearby. He would need a moments rest when he came to, as his body would still be weak and disoriented and that's when she planned to strike again. Her tail was fanned out behind her with the excitement of battle. "Go fight!" She ordered the tan warrior. She didn't hold as much fondness or familiarity to her as she once did. As apprentices they were inseparable, but jealousy, lies and power had torn them apart as they grew.

[Ludicrous Lunacy]

[It's okay]
Pardus ducked, and the worst of the blow landed right next to his eye. "You killed him! What did he do to you? You didn't have to kill to win, I know your code, and he wasn't even trained to fight, you coward!" he yowled, aiming blows at her face furously while he did so.
[Technically Neko isnt ded, look at the corpse kittehs. He healed himself on accident XP]

[seasalt]

Doepaw orbs widened around her, as she watched cats slash and snarl at eachother. The apprentice legs felt they would buckle, but she tried to stay strong, for her dead mentor, for her family, for starclan. Her tail swished as she watched the battlefield, her determination to help her clan was strong, but worry still filled the amber depths. This terrain made her feel trapped, not safe, and it scared the apprentice greatly.
( Still Open! )

[lost]

Blazingnight stared at the limp body of Grousestar. For a moment sympathy flooded through her, she wasn't a heartless cat after all. She knew how it felt to lose a life, so be seated before those who had granted your power and feel useless, defeated. Though she also felt pride in her skills, a swell of pride that she was defending her clan as she was supposed to do. Her white chest was proudly stuck out, though it was no longer white and more crimson, pink and brown from battle. Her ebony striped sides rose and fell heavily as she stared at the body, trying to wrap her head around it. She'd never killed another cat before, it was something that both shocked her and made her feel satisfied. She wanted to shrink away from the feeling, though she heard her voice called and her golden eyes looked up at who called. For a moment they still held the earlier emotions, the confusion and proud that was laced with fear. Then recognition set in and she snarled.

"What do you want." She hissed eyes already looking past the shecat and trying to see if any help for the fallen Skyclan leader was nearby. He would need a moments rest when he came to, as his body would still be weak and disoriented and that's when she planned to strike again. Her tail was fanned out behind her with the excitement of battle. "Go fight!" She ordered the tan warrior. She didn't hold as much fondness or familiarity to her as she once did. As apprentices they were inseparable, but jealousy, lies and power had torn them apart as they grew.
Scorchflake looked towards the SkyClan leader once more, narrowing her eyes and then returning them to Blazingnight. "I've been fighting." She commented, glancing back at the battling forms, listening to the screeching and movement of bodies for a moment before her attention went back to Blazingnight. "I've been fighting, and you've lost two of your own warriors." A small moment of worry flickered, worry that Blazingnight would be upset. But then she didn't care. Why should she care, what the she-cat thinks? "I've been fighting, and one of those warriors won't be returning!" She spat out these words, hate for the leader running thick. She didn't feel sorrow for the death of the warrior she killed. At the time she felt terrible, but she was quickly distracted by another, and she forgot all about the grief in the kill. It was worrisome, the fact she didn't seem to care in the slightest.
Kneading the ground with her claws, she shot daggers at her best friend. The she-cat filled with abuse. "I'm still fighting." Those three words were spoken softer, but with a new intensity of savage anger. No one would see an obedient, fearful apprentice if they gazed at her. Some might be afraid as she bristled, amplifying her size, glared, and shredded the dirt below. It was amazing she hadn't attacked. But no, Scorchflake was smarter than that. She wouldn't dare lunge first. Blazingnight had more injuries, was probably more worn from her fight. The warrior had more time to recover. Calculating eyes darted to view the ShadowClan leader, taking in any hint of emotion, hidden injury... Regret? No, Scorchflake wasn't searching for any of that. She was looking for more reason to sink her claws into her best friend. Take a life from her.
What have you done to me?! You've corrupted me, Blazingnight!

[Fel]

As his claws scraped her belly she yowled out in her own pain, eyes flaring in shock. The young warrior had never been in battle, and even though Shadowclan was encouraged to not go easy in training, it was nothing comparable. The feeling of her skin being torn by his sharp talons made her numb. She quickly gave up on her attack and scampered backwards. The white patches on her chest and left shoulder were stained crimson. She panted as she stared at the warrior before her. Her emerald eyes were still hard and determined, but underneath the look she was scared. Letting him strike first wouldn't help her in the long run, she had to strike herself. She swallowed hard taking a heartbeat to make a decision on an attack. Then the mottled molly sprung into action, adrenaline quickly overrode the pain as she sprung with claws out, trying to latch herself onto his shoulder. She just wanted to get some attack made, though the one she'd chosen had left her right side exposed to his left paw attacks and bites. As she sailed she regretted her attack choice, though there was nothing that could be done for her now.

Breathing heavily, the wound on the tom's side had started to bleed more noticeably now, and he was heavily leaning on his front paws as he stood, having kicked her off with as much force as he'd been able to muster. Really, the idea of pain had never hit him this badly before, and it was nothing like the sensation of getting pricked by a thorn or having somebody else step on your tail. Adrenaline raced through his body as his eyes began to narrow, trying his hardest to pinpoint any weaknesses that the molly flaunted. He was never somebody to try and start a fight, but giving up was pointless when you were the one who'd been attacked in the first place. His mindset of peace would have to wait for now, because his 'fight or flight' instincts were telling him to start with the former. "Can't you see she's a liar, that she's not good for your clan?" Russetswirl snarled, his tail lashing as he talked in the few seconds which weren't filled with claws, and with deciphering the code of your enemy's movesets. He would've said something else- but then she attacked, and he was at a loss for words as he attempted to dodge the attack, simply by... well, falling. Rolling onto the ground, he'd saved himself from Marbledface's lunge, but at the cost of hitting his back on the ground, letting out a grunt of surprise as pain seemed to spiral towards his spine as well, letting the tom get up slightly slower than the last times he brought himself back from an attack. Hissing, he couldn't take this fight anymore- and he didn't have a choice but to attack head-on, not being able to bear the feeling of failing his ancestors. He leaped for the warrior's shoulder, claws outstretched- he needed to end this as fast as possible, to make sure she surrendered.

[Ever]

Scorchflake looked towards the SkyClan leader once more, narrowing her eyes and then returning them to Blazingnight. "I've been fighting." She commented, glancing back at the battling forms, listening to the screeching and movement of bodies for a moment before her attention went back to Blazingnight. "I've been fighting, and you've lost two of your own warriors." A small moment of worry flickered, worry that Blazingnight would be upset. But then she didn't care. Why should she care, what the she-cat thinks? "I've been fighting, and one of those warriors won't be returning!" She spat out these words, hate for the leader running thick. She didn't feel sorrow for the death of the warrior she killed. At the time she felt terrible, but she was quickly distracted by another, and she forgot all about the grief in the kill. It was worrisome, the fact she didn't seem to care in the slightest.
Kneading the ground with her claws, she shot daggers at her best friend. The she-cat filled with abuse. "I'm still fighting." Those three words were spoken softer, but with a new intensity of savage anger. No one would see an obedient, fearful apprentice if they gazed at her. Some might be afraid as she bristled, amplifying her size, glared, and shredded the dirt below. It was amazing she hadn't attacked. But no, Scorchflake was smarter than that. She wouldn't dare lunge first. Blazingnight had more injuries, was probably more worn from her fight. The warrior had more time to recover. Calculating eyes darted to view the ShadowClan leader, taking in any hint of emotion, hidden injury... Regret? No, Scorchflake wasn't searching for any of that. She was looking for more reason to sink her claws into her best friend. Take a life from her.
What have you done to me?! You've corrupted me, Blazingnight!

Blazingight flinched when she heard the news, but it was her eyes that darkened with fury when she understood Scorchflake. It was the tan warrior who'd done it, turned against her clan and destroyed two of her fellow clanmates. She felt sickened by the cat she stared at. A cat that killed a clanmate was worthless to her. She could feel the white heat of fury building in her chest, though she knew she ought to hang back. She wanted to make sure her clanmates were okay, wanted to ignore Scorch and make sure the leader tasted his end. Though something about the disobedient look the the molly's eyes got her. The leader despised nothing more than traitors and disobedience. She was confident she could beat the other she cat, no doubt rang in her mind. Sure she was weakened by battle already, but not enough to be bothered by Scorch. Plus Ash had an advantage that the other did not, six lives to battle on. Confidence burst through her and she smirked at the molly darkly. Scorchflake deserved death, she'd killed a clanmate, betrayed her own clan. She was the worthless rat that Skyclan should kill. Anger overwhelmed her and she burst forward. Adrenaline and fury making her blind to her own pain and weaknesses. She made a rush for the tan warrior, as she neared, about a tail-length away, the leader crouched as if she were going to slide into her opponent's paws. At the last minute possible, however, the dark tabby pushed off the ground, aiming to dig her claws into the other's back.

[lost]

Blazingight flinched when she heard the news, but it was her eyes that darkened with fury when she understood Scorchflake. It was the tan warrior who'd done it, turned against her clan and destroyed two of her fellow clanmates. She felt sickened by the cat she stared at. A cat that killed a clanmate was worthless to her. She could feel the white heat of fury building in her chest, though she knew she ought to hang back. She wanted to make sure her clanmates were okay, wanted to ignore Scorch and make sure the leader tasted his end. Though something about the disobedient look the the molly's eyes got her. The leader despised nothing more than traitors and disobedience. She was confident she could beat the other she cat, no doubt rang in her mind. Sure she was weakened by battle already, but not enough to be bothered by Scorch. Plus Ash had an advantage that the other did not, six lives to battle on. Confidence burst through her and she smirked at the molly darkly. Scorchflake deserved death, she'd killed a clanmate, betrayed her own clan. She was the worthless rat that Skyclan should kill. Anger overwhelmed her and she burst forward. Adrenaline and fury making her blind to her own pain and weaknesses. She made a rush for the tan warrior, as she neared, about a tail-length away, the leader crouched as if she were going to slide into her opponent's paws. At the last minute possible, however, the dark tabby pushed off the ground, aiming to dig her claws into the other's back.
There were no words from her friend, not a single one, and that's when Scorchflake had a thought that perhaps anger would overcome the leader so much she'd shred the warrior apart. But then she watched the way she began to move, and she realized Blazingnight wasn't thinking. She only wanted to kill the cat she thought was so obedient. Taking a deep breath, she waited, and then the other was lunging forward. At first Scorch was going to fall for her trick of aiming low, but then she took a chance and dodged to the side, reaching her claws out in hopes to slash them across the she-cat's side. As her claws extended, she felt a moment of hesitation, though she didn't retract her claws. In fact, they only extended further. The thoughts and instincts of wanting to protect and follow Blazingnight fueled Scorchflake's own anger, and that made her more determined to think, observe, and defeat. Never would Blazingnight manipulate her again. Never would she treat her poorly. Never would Scorchflake follow her orders.

[Ever]

Breathing heavily, the wound on the tom's side had started to bleed more noticeably now, and he was heavily leaning on his front paws as he stood, having kicked her off with as much force as he'd been able to muster. Really, the idea of pain had never hit him this badly before, and it was nothing like the sensation of getting pricked by a thorn or having somebody else step on your tail. Adrenaline raced through his body as his eyes began to narrow, trying his hardest to pinpoint any weaknesses that the molly flaunted. He was never somebody to try and start a fight, but giving up was pointless when you were the one who'd been attacked in the first place. His mindset of peace would have to wait for now, because his 'fight or flight' instincts were telling him to start with the former. "Can't you see she's a liar, that she's not good for your clan?" Russetswirl snarled, his tail lashing as he talked in the few seconds which weren't filled with claws, and with deciphering the code of your enemy's movesets. He would've said something else- but then she attacked, and he was at a loss for words as he attempted to dodge the attack, simply by... well, falling. Rolling onto the ground, he'd saved himself from Marbledface's lunge, but at the cost of hitting his back on the ground, letting out a grunt of surprise as pain seemed to spiral towards his spine as well, letting the tom get up slightly slower than the last times he brought himself back from an attack. Hissing, he couldn't take this fight anymore- and he didn't have a choice but to attack head-on, not being able to bear the feeling of failing his ancestors. He leaped for the warrior's shoulder, claws outstretched- he needed to end this as fast as possible, to make sure she surrendered.

Marbledface stared in shock as he slipped beneath her grasp. She hadn't expected that, in training her mentor had never backed down from her attacks and had taught her to do the same. That slipping was a cowardly move, but in this moment it made every bit of sense. The surprise threw her off balance and she stumbled onto the ground. She'd been leaning right so it took the brute of her fall, and since that was her weak side stability didn't come easily. Before she could regain her balance and spin around she felt the sharp, piercing claws of her opponent. Without a moment to think later, his body pinned hers roughly to the ground. She been off balance and her body crumpled onto her right and weaker side. As she was crushed beneath his weight she yowled in pain. It felt as though her whole body had been set aflame from the shoulder out. Her good limbs struggled beneath his, thrashing and trying to push herself away. Her sounds were no longer fierce, but high pitched mewls of defeat. "Stop!" She screamed, she couldn't fight anymore all she could do was count on his surrender to save her life. It was a pathetic thing to do, she knew, but she didn't want to die. Plus she wasn't so sure of where her side truly laid, she agreed with Blazingnight on certain aspects, but with these intruders and the way of Starclan on the other. She'd been raised in the darkness and had never known the power and strength of Starclan. She writhed in pain beneath the warrior. The molly felt as though she were grasping at nothing, but a last hope made her pray to Starclan that if she made it out of this without a dislocation or fracture she would believe in their good.

[Ever]

There were no words from her friend, not a single one, and that's when Scorchflake had a thought that perhaps anger would overcome the leader so much she'd shred the warrior apart. But then she watched the way she began to move, and she realized Blazingnight wasn't thinking. She only wanted to kill the cat she thought was so obedient. Taking a deep breath, she waited, and then the other was lunging forward. At first Scorch was going to fall for her trick of aiming low, but then she took a chance and dodged to the side, reaching her claws out in hopes to slash them across the she-cat's side. As her claws extended, she felt a moment of hesitation, though she didn't retract her claws. In fact, they only extended further. The thoughts and instincts of wanting to protect and follow Blazingnight fueled Scorchflake's own anger, and that made her more determined to think, observe, and defeat. Never would Blazingnight manipulate her again. Never would she treat her poorly. Never would Scorchflake follow her orders.

Being crouched when the other dodged the attack helped her a little. As she tried to stop her forward motion and turn, Scorchflake slowed her dodge just enough to swipe a paw out. It was what the leader needed to spring her next attack, though it would result in letting the tan warrior hook claws into her side. The stinging sensation told her it was the time, and she winced as they hooked through old wounds and created new ones. Though the claws didn't go too deep, so it didn't cause too much bleeding. Her already matted fur helped to clog the bleeding as well. Blazingnight used her back legs and front left to swing herself around swiftly, right arm extending and locking into the upper front leg of Scorch's that was lodged in her own pelt. Swinging her body around she pulled herself free from the other's grasp, then she pulled the arm closer. Hoping that the motion would through Scorch off balance if she was ill prepared. The charcoal tabby's other arm swung around to swat at Scorchflake's head. Blistering anger told her to extend her claws and knock some sense into the cat, though she feared it was far too late to teach Scorchflake on morale and honor. The tan warrior had already proven herself the enemy and deserved punishment, and there would be no mercy to Blazingnight's fury.

[Gusty]

"Oh come on Mintpaw! Wrap your thick skull around it! We don't want to hurt you, but you're making it awful hard not to. Blazing is destroying is from the inside out. She's power hungry, only wanting the fame. She makes us stronger because she rules with fear, not hope for a stronger Clan." He said pleading almost with the apprentice, wanting him to understand. He hated wasting blood, especially one of his own Clan. If only he could get his point across, then maybe he wouldn't have to fight the apprentice, and stop him before he did something stupid that he would regret later on.

Bumbleleap loosened his grip, "Did you listen to the elders stories as a kit?! Do you know the tale of black star? When he stopped believing the clan fell apart!?" As he was saying that he shoved him away, he didn't want to harm the apprentice, just make sure he came to his senses.

Gusty

(Sorry I reply so late; I live in England)

With each cat’s remark, Mintpaw grew weaker and weaker in his defense, and he trembled a little bit as Bumbleleap pushed him down a notch, onto the sticky, blood-filled grass. “You don’t want to hurt me?” he echoed the other warrior, while flattening his ears. “I don’t understand! Blazingnight… and the black star? Wha-what’s all this about?” The apprentice questioned, scrunching up his face in slight confusion, as he had never heard of those viewpoints and stories before.

In all honesty, Mintpaw was so absorbed in his own business of training and hunting that he’d never really paid any attention to current events. He really didn’t mind Blazingnight taking over ShadowClan and always assumed it was for the better. But others were telling him otherwise…

He shivered involuntarily, wondering if the things he knew were all lies, or whether these cats were feeding him lies themselves. All Mintpaw knew was that he was desperately confused and overwhelmed; he wanted to find his family and friends for the sake of security; he was nowhere near the bouncy and outgoing tom that he usually was.

[Starfall]

Applepaw gave a glare, orbs shimmering with anger. This warrior seemed too stupid, the molly decided. Stupidity needs to be dealt with, and the weak, they stood in the way of the more stronger cats. "All Starclan does is ignore the ambitious, and praise the weak." The apprentice gave a hiss, claws tearing up the ground before her. The molly seemed to strongly believe in her views. "I am proud to follow Blazingnight, and anyone who opposes her are fools!" She spat at the Skyclan Cat, anger boiling inside, like a burning flame. "And, I've never heard of your clan, so why should I listen to you?" The ginger tabby gave her all, insults, all of that, all the while thinking on how to deal with this warrior. She knew this would take patience, and that thought irritated her greatly. Raising a paw, the molly aimed for his face, Maybe this will teach him to not mess with me...... She thought with a silent smirk, eyes glittering with concentration. Applepaw hoped it would hit, and she hoped really hard.
Cloudspots let out a his sister of pain and recoiled backwards, blood dropped from his cheek as he shook his head and glared at the young she cat "You may not have heard of us, you may not believe that same things I believe in, but I will not allow you to insult my warrior ancestors" he growled, his sky blue orbs danced with hatred as he lashed his tail, readying himself for his next attack.
Cloudspots lunged forward, his teeth bared and his claws unsheathed 'she needs to learn her place.' he declared to himself as he slashed at the young she cats shoulder, clawing her with all the force he could muster. The dappled warrior then jumped to the left and leaped at the she cat, landing square on her back 'she shouldn't be able to hold my weight, once she's down I'll nip the back of her neck.' he thought to himself as he leaned forward to bite the back of the apprentices neck.

[Fel]

Marbledface stared in shock as he slipped beneath her grasp. She hadn't expected that, in training her mentor had never backed down from her attacks and had taught her to do the same. That slipping was a cowardly move, but in this moment it made every bit of sense. The surprise threw her off balance and she stumbled onto the ground. She'd been leaning right so it took the brute of her fall, and since that was her weak side stability didn't come easily. Before she could regain her balance and spin around she felt the sharp, piercing claws of her opponent. Without a moment to think later, his body pinned hers roughly to the ground. She been off balance and her body crumpled onto her right and weaker side. As she was crushed beneath his weight she yowled in pain. It felt as though her whole body had been set aflame from the shoulder out. Her good limbs struggled beneath his, thrashing and trying to push herself away. Her sounds were no longer fierce, but high pitched mewls of defeat. "Stop!" She screamed, she couldn't fight anymore all she could do was count on his surrender to save her life. It was a pathetic thing to do, she knew, but she didn't want to die. Plus she wasn't so sure of where her side truly laid, she agreed with Blazingnight on certain aspects, but with these intruders and the way of Starclan on the other. She'd been raised in the darkness and had never known the power and strength of Starclan. She writhed in pain beneath the warrior. The molly felt as though she were grasping at nothing, but a last hope made her pray to Starclan that if she made it out of this without a dislocation or fracture she would believe in their good.

He'd attacked. Really, Russetswirl was never a cat to fight without good reason- and this one was defending himself. He'd grown a lot braver over these last few moons, but he never realized what that could do to others, and as his opponent writhed in pain, he stepped back, eyes widened. I... I did that to somebody. He was so worried about losing his own life that he didn't pay any regards to that of another, and she'd... she'd surrendered now. HIs ears folded in a rush of shame- he'd hurt somebody. "...I'm sorry." He exclaimed, reaching out his muzzle in an offer to help the warrior up. "Starclan... they only want to help us out, y'know? Everybody you've lost is up there watching you." He mumbled awkwardly, trying his best to apologize without looking mouse-brained. He talked quietly, but knew that this battle was over- and that there wasn't much else he could do except look up into the daylight sky, hoping that his ancestors were watching over them right now, praying for their safety in this battle. Looking around, he didn't see anyone he recognized- only Skyclan and Shadowclan cats, with very few cats from his own liberated clan here to help. "Blazingnight's a liar and a cheat, and I'm from Riverclan- we've been liberated from Bucknight's rule, and now us and Skyclan are here to help you." His gaze was filled with sympathy for the injured cat, though he also had a bruised back, leg, and a scraped-up flank- her injuries seemed to be worse, possibly from something which happened to her before the battle. "My name's Russetswirl." I hope it becomes a name to remember, for all of this clan- maybe even the entire forest, for the good things I have yet to do.

[Ever]

He'd attacked. Really, Russetswirl was never a cat to fight without good reason- and this one was defending himself. He'd grown a lot braver over these last few moons, but he never realized what that could do to others, and as his opponent writhed in pain, he stepped back, eyes widened. I... I did that to somebody. He was so worried about losing his own life that he didn't pay any regards to that of another, and she'd... she'd surrendered now. HIs ears folded in a rush of shame- he'd hurt somebody. "...I'm sorry." He exclaimed, reaching out his muzzle in an offer to help the warrior up. "Starclan... they only want to help us out, y'know? Everybody you've lost is up there watching you." He mumbled awkwardly, trying his best to apologize without looking mouse-brained. He talked quietly, but knew that this battle was over- and that there wasn't much else he could do except look up into the daylight sky, hoping that his ancestors were watching over them right now, praying for their safety in this battle. Looking around, he didn't see anyone he recognized- only Skyclan and Shadowclan cats, with very few cats from his own liberated clan here to help. "Blazingnight's a liar and a cheat, and I'm from Riverclan- we've been liberated from Bucknight's rule, and now us and Skyclan are here to help you." His gaze was filled with sympathy for the injured cat, though he also had a bruised back, leg, and a scraped-up flank- her injuries seemed to be worse, possibly from something which happened to her before the battle. "My name's Russetswirl." I hope it becomes a name to remember, for all of this clan- maybe even the entire forest, for the good things I have yet to do.



Marbledface hissed at him as he tried to talk to her, as if they were freinds, on the same side of this battle. Her dark green hues were confused and glossy with pain. She squirmed back away from him, rolling to her left so that she could sit up a little. Her right side still burned angrily, she knew she probably shouldn't have gone into battle so soon after her last flare up but she wasn't able to resist. She wanted to prove herself the best warrior when she knew deep down that she really ever would be. She was a pathetic example for a warrior, injured and unable to help defend her clan. Her eyes squeezed shut in frustration as she listened to his words. She didn't know what to think of them, she was loyal to her clan to her leader, she couldn't just suddenly switch to their purpose. Starclan or not she didn't want to be a traitor. She bared her teeth at him again and tried to make her eyes seem fierce despite her pathetic state. "Just stay away from me!" She yowled, she wasn't on his side. Not a part of their 'cause. They had come and destroyed her clan, it was a mess of paws and blood. All she could hear around her were screams of injured cats and the scent of death and pain stung in her nostrils. Her whole body shivered with panic at the scene. Battle wasn't the glory she'd imagined it to be, it was messy and ruthless. It made cats do things they would never do in the right mind. It came and destroyed, both sides, the winner never even won in the end. All that remained after a battle was death and sadness, injury and confusion. She just wanted it to be done, she'd had enough. Suspiciousmindz (halp el marbled back to den?)

[lost]

Being crouched when the other dodged the attack helped her a little. As she tried to stop her forward motion and turn, Scorchflake slowed her dodge just enough to swipe a paw out. It was what the leader needed to spring her next attack, though it would result in letting the tan warrior hook claws into her side. The stinging sensation told her it was the time, and she winced as they hooked through old wounds and created new ones. Though the claws didn't go too deep, so it didn't cause too much bleeding. Her already matted fur helped to clog the bleeding as well. Blazingnight used her back legs and front left to swing herself around swiftly, right arm extending and locking into the upper front leg of Scorch's that was lodged in her own pelt. Swinging her body around she pulled herself free from the other's grasp, then she pulled the arm closer. Hoping that the motion would through Scorch off balance if she was ill prepared. The charcoal tabby's other arm swung around to swat at Scorchflake's head. Blistering anger told her to extend her claws and knock some sense into the cat, though she feared it was far too late to teach Scorchflake on morale and honor. The tan warrior had already proven herself the enemy and deserved punishment, and there would be no mercy to Blazingnight's fury.
Scorchflake was prepared for a counterattack, but she wasn't quite expecting the strategic maneuver from the other, and she stumbled, unable to prevent herself from following under the leader's pull. A hiss of pain escaped her jaws and she quickly ripped herself away, retreating a few steps to take a breath and eye the cat. The leader was angry, that much was obvious, but the anger was so fierce it was clouding all of her instinct. Scorchflake didn't wait this time, and she lunged forward, not planning on a fake attack, she was simply going to latch onto her front and attempt to tear into her shoulders. "You took my kits from me!" She spat as she began to dart forward. "You left me behind, turned against me!" Her voice carried a faint cry of pain, but what burned most was her fury. It was most noticeable because she had never been so angry. She had never been so full of hate. Her best friend had changed her, and not for the better. It was a terrible burden she was forced to carry, and she had begun to realize only recently that the change was from an abuse. That's what fueled her most now, her thirst for revenge, justice, punishment. That's all she wanted. Blazingnight would pay.

[Teza]

(I wish I've seen this earlier; sorry. If we don't finish the plot, we could move it to PM.)
Swiftfang knew of battle. He never fought in a full-scale one, like this, but he’d been through enough training to know it well. The tom’s first strategy was to hide in the bushes for a while, and pounce on an unsuspecting cat, but that wasn’t working out… it seemed as though someone had noticed him.

Oh, lord!- and they were going to pounce too. She was part of ShadowClan (her clan scent showed this), but was against him. That was strange enough- was she aligned with StarClan? His blood boiled with rage at the thought, and he leaped to his paws. If you’re aligned with them, I’ll gladly fight you!

There was no time to be surprised at the matter, or to even think, so the tom used his reflexes instead. In a quick blur, the Siamese warrior pulled out his sharp claws and opened his fangs wide; this was not going to pass. The molly was younger than he was and would therefore be less experienced. Which means I have the advantage. He thought smugly, locking eyes with the opponent as if she were nothing worse than a flea.


(Tis fine and I agree :3)

Ivythorn lunged at the larger tom, claws unsheathed, and aiming for his stomach. She didn't know exactly what would happen, and even expected to die, but she knew she'd be with her ancestors. They would help her, guide her paws to hit the mark on this vile tom in front of her.

The whole battle seemed to slow, even she. For a moment, all she could see were the many times she'd been bullied by the cats of Shadowclan. Anger rose from the pit of her stomach, fueling her muscles. A moment later, she was right in front of the tom, hissing. "You cannot win!" she yowled, then jumped at him, trying to get onto his back, without letting him get her own stomach.

[Raggedclaw]

Harepaw continued to weave through the battle, hissing and swiping at any cat, friend or foe, who tried to stop her. Eventually, she found a spot for a vantage point, clambering up to try and spot Redpool among the chaos. She looks around frantically, her fur puffed up some as she mutters softly. "He's gonna kill me for this.."

Spirited Darkness

[Ever]

The tabby stumbled forward as the other cat tore away from her. Her paws ached from the overuse of clawing her opponents. Well, everything ached. Her body stung from scratches and her chest flared as she huffed for breath. Though she had no time to recover as the other was already charging into her. She hissed in frustration and turned to make the better of it. She caught the angered molly in the shoulder and sunk her teeth into the tan shoulder of her opponent. She could feel Scorch's claws and teeth sinking feverishly into her own skin. With a rough push from her paws, she dug her claws into the other's chest and pushed away. She leapt back a cat length to catch her breath and eye up the warrior. Her words left her angry. "I took them away because they weren't clanborn!" She hissed angrily, if they had been born in the clan Scorchflake wouldn't have been so secretive about the father. Sure she hadn't proof of that, but the molly's silence was all the proof she'd needed. Blood flowed from her fresh shoulder wound, faster than she would have liked it to. Her head was beginning to feel dizzy from it, her vision was going blurred on the edges. She huffed for air but it didn't want to come in nicely anymore. She had to end this short battle so that she could take a moment to heal before throwing her claws at Grousestar again. "You were my friend!" She yowled at the sandy cat before her. She was so familiar a figure yet so unfamiliar too. "You embarrassed me before everyone, you've been just as cold towards me ever since I didn't fall for you!" She hissed in response, her words airy and out of breath but the pain and anger was still obvious in them and her weak golden glare. They were meant to rule the clan together, but jealousy had undermined the both of them. She hissed in frustration and circled the cat to the right, waiting her response and move.

[doghouse]

Harepaw continued to weave through the battle, hissing and swiping at any cat, friend or foe, who tried to stop her. Eventually, she found a spot for a vantage point, clambering up to try and spot Redpool among the chaos. She looks around frantically, her fur puffed up some as she mutters softly. "He's gonna kill me for this.."

Spirited Darkness
Redpool wove through the mass of screeching cats, trying his best to keep a low profile and go unnoticed as he followed in the direction Harepaw had disappeared. He spotted her distinctive black and white pelt and moved quicker, both worried about her and angry at her. What if she'd died while he'd been fighting? The gray tabby stopped a fox length in front of her. “Harepaw! What're you doing here?” he yowled, trying to be heard over the screeches of fighting cats.

[Jingle]

Halestorm stepped into the forest that was once her home, feeling the crackle of pine needles as she stepped in. Her ears were pinned back as she watched cats launch themselves at each other- a deep scowl on her face. She needed to find the cat that had humiliated her and taken over her clan. The Maine Coon continued forward, dodging around the groups of cats fighting- watching as fur fell from the sky as yowls and hisses were heard.

The former deputy of ShadowClan unsleathed her claws as she spotted Blazingnight. Chilled wind blew her pelt gently as she made her way forward, seeing Blazingash mid fight. She had to get her revenge or ar least help in some way to remove her rotten heart from ShadowClan.

But she had to wait. Another cat was on the verge of ending Blazingash. The ex-deputy flicked her tail and frowned softly. Maybe StarClan was now going to help get rid of the crude she-cat.

[Raggedclaw]

Redpool wove through the mass of screeching cats, trying his best to keep a low profile and go unnoticed as he followed in the direction Harepaw had disappeared. He spotted her distinctive black and white pelt and moved quicker, both worried about her and angry at her. What if she'd died while he'd been fighting? The gray tabby stopped a fox length in front of her. “Harepaw! What're you doing here?” he yowled, trying to be heard over the screeches of fighting cats.
Harepaw see's him and leaps to his side, panting. "I came to find you! You're not mousebrained enough to think I'd really stay behind are you? I can't just leave you to do this alone!" She yowled over the sounds of the fight. "I couldn't do that! Not now, not ever!"

[lost]

The tabby stumbled forward as the other cat tore away from her. Her paws ached from the overuse of clawing her opponents. Well, everything ached. Her body stung from scratches and her chest flared as she huffed for breath. Though she had no time to recover as the other was already charging into her. She hissed in frustration and turned to make the better of it. She caught the angered molly in the shoulder and sunk her teeth into the tan shoulder of her opponent. She could feel Scorch's claws and teeth sinking feverishly into her own skin. With a rough push from her paws, she dug her claws into the other's chest and pushed away. She leapt back a cat length to catch her breath and eye up the warrior. Her words left her angry. "I took them away because they weren't clanborn!" She hissed angrily, if they had been born in the clan Scorchflake wouldn't have been so secretive about the father. Sure she hadn't proof of that, but the molly's silence was all the proof she'd needed. Blood flowed from her fresh shoulder wound, faster than she would have liked it to. Her head was beginning to feel dizzy from it, her vision was going blurred on the edges. She huffed for air but it didn't want to come in nicely anymore. She had to end this short battle so that she could take a moment to heal before throwing her claws at Grousestar again. "You were my friend!" She yowled at the sandy cat before her. She was so familiar a figure yet so unfamiliar too. "You embarrassed me before everyone, you've been just as cold towards me ever since I didn't fall for you!" She hissed in response, her words airy and out of breath but the pain and anger was still obvious in them and her weak golden glare. They were meant to rule the clan together, but jealousy had undermined the both of them. She hissed in frustration and circled the cat to the right, waiting her response and move.
Clenching her jaw to avoid making a sound of pain as Blazingnight took her own attack on her, she ripped away just as the other pushed her back. They weren't clanborn?! She screeched at that, bristling and snarling viciously. That's what you thought?! She took a moment to cease her anger cries and took a deep breath. "They were clanborn, and you know their father! After all, you banished him!" As the cat continued, staying she was an embarrassment, accusing her of being cold ever since Blazingnight didn't return the feelings. "That's a lie, and you know it!" She spat the words out and lunged forward again, aiming right originally but going straight for her chest and neck. No more playing around. She just wanted this to end. "What I felt or you was nothing but a kit's crush. I never loved you!" Her claws stretched out and she reached to snag her chest, ripping them into her chest and pulling her close to bite into her throat, take a life away. There was no room for consideration that this was bad. No, as she felt blooding starting to pour into her eye from a wound she didn't realize she had, she thought of only one thing. End this.

[doghouse]

Harepaw see's him and leaps to his side, panting. "I came to find you! You're not mousebrained enough to think I'd really stay behind are you? I can't just leave you to do this alone!" She yowled over the sounds of the fight. "I couldn't do that! Not now, not ever!"
Redpool blinked in surprise, then dipped his head reluctantly, though not terribly reluctant. He'd come to respect Harepaw more than almost anyone, even Blazingnight. “I suppose I would've done the same in your place....” he said,possibly too quiet for her two here. He wasn't sure quite. He moved closer, so that he wouldn't get swept up in the battle. “I wouldn't have sat back and let all these good cats fight against the traitors.” he gestured with his tail towards first Blazingnight and several other Dark Forest followers, then to StarClan followers.

[Casual Scribbles]

"Oof!" Burrpaw hit the ground and skidded. He pushed himself to his paws. "Yes, but only if you have to," he agreed. "Strong minded cats know when to follow history and when to veer from their ancestors paths. Those who do not learn the mistakes of their history are doimed to repeat them, just as you are doing now," He turned in a circle, following her with his eyes. "Stop this, Jinxflare, stand beside me! ShadowClan will thrive!" He pleaded, acting weak. Truly, he was not. He had his claws unsheathed, his muscles ready to spring or dodge. Suspiciousmindz .

Bump for Suspiciousmindz)

[Starfall]

{Open Rp}
Dewpaw weaved between the battling cats, ducking and lurching everytime someone swiped at her. The light grey apprentice was panting, her green eyes wide with fear and disbelief 'Give up starclan? How, we need them to show us the way! We need them to warn us when something like this is happening!' She thought as she stopped and looked around at the horde of battling cats.
Dewpaw's green gaze flicked from warrior to warrior, her heart thumped in her chest, fear flooded over the Shadowclan apprentices sences as she continued to watch cats get killed. The light grey molly shook her head and tightly closed her eyes "Please, please Starclan let this be a bad dream." she whispered to herself, her tail twitching as she thought about all the awful ways this could end. 'Skyclan, Skyclan, there's 5 clans...is this something you wanted? Did you really send them?' she questioned as she looked up at the sky, her green orbs shone with grief and fear.

[The Cannibal]

Clawpaw could see a black and white she cat, a nervous looking one, standing and looking around. She looked uncomfortable...uncomfortable with their territory. Clawpaw's own ears went back and she began to head towards the she cat, unsure whether the cat was on their side or not. Still, if the cat was innocent, she would probably say something about her attacking. The white apprentice looked at the black and white cat, a curious expression in her blue hues. "Whose side are you on? Are you with those- strangers- or are you on our side, fighting for Blazingnight?" Clawpaw asked, a bright gleam in her blue hues as she spoke of Blazingnight. The apprentice looked up to the leader, and having no belief in StarClan herself, she was not a fan of these cats coming here. Still, she didn't want to make a mistake and accidentally attack someone who could be an ally. She waited for the black and white she cat's answer, her tail swishing in anticipation.
The she cat was completely loyal to her Clan, and she was upset that these strange cats had come here and were telling them how to live their lives. That they were here trying to take over, that they were here trying to remove Blazingnight from power. If there are cats in ShadowClan who are unhappy with Blazingnight, then they don't have to live here, She thought with a hiss as she fixed her blue hues on Avocetrose.
Avocetrose practically jumped out of her skin when she heard a cat speaking to her, her head wiping around with wide eyes, the yellow-green hues staring at the apprentice in front of her before relaxing and lashing her tail, immediately putting her guard up. She didn't know if this cat was one of the ones she was supposed to be fighting, or an ally considering cat's of the other clan had joined them after they had been liberated. But what Clawpaw said next was telling enough. Yowling out, she dove at the apprentice with claws outstretched.
"I fight for Starclan!" Screeched the cat as she launched at the apprentice, not caring that the cat was younger than her, nor less experienced, if Grousestar said they were an enemy, then they were an enemy and should be taken care of, regardless of how inexperienced.

[Raggedclaw]

Redpool blinked in surprise, then dipped his head reluctantly, though not terribly reluctant. He'd come to respect Harepaw more than almost anyone, even Blazingnight. “I suppose I would've done the same in your place....” he said,possibly too quiet for her two here. He wasn't sure quite. He moved closer, so that he wouldn't get swept up in the battle. “I wouldn't have sat back and let all these good cats fight against the traitors.” he gestured with his tail towards first Blazingnight and several other Dark Forest followers, then to StarClan followers.
Harepaw stares up at Redpool, eyes full of emotion and words she can't say. "Redpool it's way to dangerous here, we can't stay. My only goal was to find you!"

[Ever]

Clenching her jaw to avoid making a sound of pain as Blazingnight took her own attack on her, she ripped away just as the other pushed her back. They weren't clanborn?! She screeched at that, bristling and snarling viciously. That's what you thought?! She took a moment to cease her anger cries and took a deep breath. "They were clanborn, and you know their father! After all, you banished him!" As the cat continued, staying she was an embarrassment, accusing her of being cold ever since Blazingnight didn't return the feelings. "That's a lie, and you know it!" She spat the words out and lunged forward again, aiming right originally but going straight for her chest and neck. No more playing around. She just wanted this to end. "What I felt or you was nothing but a kit's crush. I never loved you!" Her claws stretched out and she reached to snag her chest, ripping them into her chest and pulling her close to bite into her throat, take a life away. There was no room for consideration that this was bad. No, as she felt blooding starting to pour into her eye from a wound she didn't realize she had, she thought of only one thing. End this.

Blazingnight pulled backwards as the shecat lunged forward in fury. She'd half expected that, the rage fueling her, though she was caught off guard that it was the chest she went for. She supposed that she shouldn't be surprised Scorchflake wanted to kill her, afterall she'd just killed a clanmate. Her ows claws searched for the other's pelt, slicing against shoulders and chest before she pushed away again. She huffed, her head swirled and she felt sick. Her head hung a little as she watched the other cat. Blood dripped into her left eye, and she raised a paw to whipe it out furiously. "That's not clanborn. He was a traitor." She snarled, her tail could no longer make the effort to lash behind her. Blazingnight felt the panic and fury that Grousestar had felt moments before. She knew this life was coming to an end, and she had to make the most of it before she was forced to move onto the next in a white cloud of pain. With a hiss she lunged for the other cat. Her claws outstretched and her own aim now for the tan cat's neck. If that's the goal Scorchflake was searching for, Blazingnight wouldn't deny her it. One of them would die, or both of them. But only one of them would wake back up after dying, and that was her. The dark tabby had nothing to lose, her clan was strong and winning. The other was already weak from one battle and their precious leader had made his first trip to Starclan. Her teeth flashed in the sunlight as she made her attack, her eyes once again lively and fierce as she readied to hit her opponent and end this battle. Though she had made her move carelessly. She'd made the lunge knowing if she died, she'd come back. So she hadn't protected herself as she lunged, she had gone all out to make her attack work rather than making it safe.

[doghouse]

Harepaw stares up at Redpool, eyes full of emotion and words she can't say. "Redpool it's way to dangerous here, we can't stay. My only goal was to find you!"
“Alright.... He looked around, then nodded towards a clear path where they could escape to the camp entrance, and then out to the territory.
He nodded. “This way then.” he was a bit taken aback at her words, though not much so. He ran, looking over his shoulder as he did so to make sure Harepaw was at his heels.

[Raggedclaw]

“Alright.... He looked around, then nodded towards a clear path where they could escape to the camp entrance, and then out to the territory.
He nodded. “This way then.” he was a bit taken aback at her words, though not much so. He ran, looking over his shoulder as he did so to make sure Harepaw was at his heels.
She was right on his paws, sticking close to him, panting softly as she did. This was one of those days she really didn't like having long fur.

[The Cannibal]

fenic!
Suspiciousmindz

Yarrowpounce, ever since he set paw in these clan's territories, had immediately regretted his decision to come and fight, he was not a fighter, he was a hunter, he couldn't even speak to cat's properly, much less fight them! He had managed to cower back in the battle of Riverclan and actually didn't fight anyone at all, but this time, there seemed to be more fighting, more cat's and the white and brown spotted tom wasn't sure he would be able to avoid a fight.
But nonetheless the rather cowardly tom tried to hang back, somewhere hidden so that maybe.. Maybe he wouldn't have to hurt anyone. He didn't want to hurt anyone. And he couldn't fight, he'd probably die in a fight with an apprentice.
Stomach sick, the tom crouched near one of the dens, fur fluffed up and bristling in fear and his yellow eyes rapidly flitting about, trying to keep an eye out for anyone who might be coming his way, claws unsheathed just in case but he really didn't want to use them.
Oh why did I have to come? This was just a big mistake, I could be safely back in the territory, hunting and providing for the clan and now I'm out here, cat's are dying and fighting and..
He heaved out a breath, suddenly feeling a twinge of loneliness.
I wish Willowrain was here with me, she always knew what to say, she always made me feel good about myself.. I could probably fight if she were here with me but I just can't..
Momentarily the tom looked down at his paws, shoulders sagging. He didn't want to be here.

[SuspiciousMindz]

"Oof!" Burrpaw hit the ground and skidded. He pushed himself to his paws. "Yes, but only if you have to," he agreed. "Strong minded cats know when to follow history and when to veer from their ancestors paths. Those who do not learn the mistakes of their history are doimed to repeat them, just as you are doing now," He turned in a circle, following her with his eyes. "Stop this, Jinxflare, stand beside me! ShadowClan will thrive!" He pleaded, acting weak. Truly, he was not. He had his claws unsheathed, his muscles ready to spring or dodge. Suspiciousmindz .
"stand beside you? I'll die before I do that! she snarled continuing to circle the tom. How dare he say these things. "Blazingnight taught me well as an apprentice, I don't need pitiful Starclan. We have survived without them, why change that now? Skyclan will be punished for attacking a clan that didn't need their help. Gorsestar has died already, it won't take much to do it again!" she growled. It was true. The new leader had already lost a life, although she wasn't sure how much longer Blazingnight would last. The last few moons she and the leader had grown close. Jinxflare would die defending the cat she thought as a motherly figure.

[Gusty]

(Tis fine and I agree :3)

Ivythorn lunged at the larger tom, claws unsheathed, and aiming for his stomach. She didn't know exactly what would happen, and even expected to die, but she knew she'd be with her ancestors. They would help her, guide her paws to hit the mark on this vile tom in front of her.

The whole battle seemed to slow, even she. For a moment, all she could see were the many times she'd been bullied by the cats of Shadowclan. Anger rose from the pit of her stomach, fueling her muscles. A moment later, she was right in front of the tom, hissing. "You cannot win!" she yowled, then jumped at him, trying to get onto his back, without letting him get her own stomach.
"How do you know that?" He retorted, eyes blazing with fury, at the molly. "How can you tell that you're making the wiser choice?" His words were stopped abruptly for a moment, as he saw Ivythorn lunge forwards with her paws stretching out, aiming for his stomach.

Not so fast. The tom rolled off to the left, narrowly missing the ShadowClanner's blow. He could feel the whoosh of air as she sped by. Battlezone was a heavily intense time; he could feel his muscles urging to take on offense.

"How do you know that you're going to even survive?" Swiftfang smiled malevolently, wrapping up the last of his thoughts. The Siamese wouldn't care if Ivy was seriously injured or even dead; it would be one less mouth to feed in leaf-bare anyways. "You might not live, with me here!" He shouted as if he were the last one alive.

[Brunch]

Cloudy
Rusticash hissed as the new cat attacked him. This time an unfamiliar mountain fresh scent swirled across his nostrils. This must be what Skyclan smells like. The dirty intruders. HE thought angrily. He lashed out at the new attacker aiming for her legs to cause her to loose balance. Why are they all on me? One side pleaded. While the other side differed. Mouse brain! Do not show weakness at a time like this, it's better that they're on you instead of Blazingnight.

Empress Of Evil
At the sudden approach of Auraflame, Cloudyfoot was was afraid that the she-cat would be part of the flurry of ShadowClan cats that were defending their camp; the tabby tom let the scent if the SkyClan deputy fill his nose, realizing that the she-cat was part of Grousestar's entourage. As Rusticash met him in mid air, being malnourished for a few moons made the tom lighter than any cat would expect, thanks to his bulky size. As the ShadowClan tom lashed his paws toward Auraflame, he settled on to his launches again, preparing for the sling into the chill of the air. "Well," Cloudyfoot remarked with an anger that was intense, his amber eyes glaring with fury, "I only do this to protect what I believe in." At the end of his comment he sprang into the air, though it wasn't too high, it was still high enough for the gray tabby tom to stretch his claws out towards Rusticash's back, ready to attack.

[SuspiciousMindz]

fenic!
Suspiciousmindz

Yarrowpounce, ever since he set paw in these clan's territories, had immediately regretted his decision to come and fight, he was not a fighter, he was a hunter, he couldn't even speak to cat's properly, much less fight them! He had managed to cower back in the battle of Riverclan and actually didn't fight anyone at all, but this time, there seemed to be more fighting, more cat's and the white and brown spotted tom wasn't sure he would be able to avoid a fight.
But nonetheless the rather cowardly tom tried to hang back, somewhere hidden so that maybe.. Maybe he wouldn't have to hurt anyone. He didn't want to hurt anyone. And he couldn't fight, he'd probably die in a fight with an apprentice.
Stomach sick, the tom crouched near one of the dens, fur fluffed up and bristling in fear and his yellow eyes rapidly flitting about, trying to keep an eye out for anyone who might be coming his way, claws unsheathed just in case but he really didn't want to use them.
Oh why did I have to come? This was just a big mistake, I could be safely back in the territory, hunting and providing for the clan and now I'm out here, cat's are dying and fighting and..
He heaved out a breath, suddenly feeling a twinge of loneliness.
I wish Willowrain was here with me, she always knew what to say, she always made me feel good about myself.. I could probably fight if she were here with me but I just can't..
Momentarily the tom looked down at his paws, shoulders sagging. He didn't want to be here.
Jinxflare had broken off small battles, running cats off. Now the ebony feline was out for another fight. This may have been her first big fight, but she wasn't intimidated in the least bit. His yellow hues were narrowed, scanning the clearing for anything or anyone. Although what she wasn't expecting was a feline hiding within the shadows near the dens. Her tail lashed before the warrior approached the Skyclanner. The clan that came in to their camp and wrecked havok on everything that they had worked up for.
Anger pulsed through her body, she didn't care who she was attacking now. "Coward!" she spat in the direction of Yarrowpounce, her paws hitting the ground with a slight force before she stood two tail lengths from the warrior. "How dare your clan come in and ruin everything! But even worse..." she flexed her claws, her ruffled pelt bristling "How dare you sit in the shadows while your clan mates die out in the battle!" she spat again, her yellow hues flames of rage as they bore down on the warrior.
Now the real question was what she would do now. She didn't know whether she'd wait for him to reply, or let him be. Perhaps she should simply end his life? To let his clan mates see Shadowclan wasn't going to show mercy to cowards and Starclan believers.

[seasalt]

Cloudspots let out a his sister of pain and recoiled backwards, blood dropped from his cheek as he shook his head and glared at the young she cat "You may not have heard of us, you may not believe that same things I believe in, but I will not allow you to insult my warrior ancestors" he growled, his sky blue orbs danced with hatred as he lashed his tail, readying himself for his next attack.
Cloudspots lunged forward, his teeth bared and his claws unsheathed 'she needs to learn her place.' he declared to himself as he slashed at the young she cats shoulder, clawing her with all the force he could muster. The dappled warrior then jumped to the left and leaped at the she cat, landing square on her back 'she shouldn't be able to hold my weight, once she's down I'll nip the back of her neck.' he thought to himself as he leaned forward to bite the back of the apprentices neck.

Applepaw yowled with outrage as the vile Skyclan warrior slashed her shoulder, which could leave a scar in the after the battle. She growled in pain as the tom leaped ontop of her back. She remembered a trick she could make, and decided to try it. Applepaw knew it was weak, pathetic, but she knew it was possible to try. The ginger molly soon grew limp, preparing whatever wounds he would inflict. Applepaw clamped her jaws to stop yowling out in pain as the warrior bit at her neck. No... Her orbs threatened to widen, but she stopped them. NO!

Applepaw fought the will to survive, and live, see knew she could..she just...knew. Her eyes widened, finally, and she let out her large yowl of fear. The molly knew she couldn't win this fight, she just knew. No...I will win, somehow... She thought angrily, orbs glistening with fury. How dare this warrior try to kill her! She shook, blood pouring out of her neck, no..it was too late, it seemed. The apprentice shuddered, she never felt so much pain...pain...was all she felt...

[Starfall]

Applepaw yowled with outrage as the vile Skyclan warrior slashed her shoulder, which could leave a scar in the after the battle. She growled in pain as the tom leaped ontop of her back. She remembered a trick she could make, and decided to try it. Applepaw knew it was weak, pathetic, but she knew it was possible to try. The ginger molly soon grew limp, preparing whatever wounds he would inflict. Applepaw clamped her jaws to stop yowling out in pain as the warrior bit at her neck. No... Her orbs threatened to widen, but she stopped them. NO!


Applepaw fought the will to survive, and live, see knew she could..she just...knew. Her eyes widened, finally, and she let out her large yowl of fear. The molly knew she couldn't win this fight, she just knew. No...I will win, somehow... She thought angrily, orbs glistening with fury. How dare this warrior try to kill her! She shook, blood pouring out of her neck, no..it was too late, it seemed. The apprentice shuddered, she never felt so much pain...pain...was all she felt...

Cloudspots sunk his teeth deeper into the young apprentices neck, his claws dug deeper into the young mollys shoulders. After a few moments, which seemed like an eternity, the dappled skyclan warrior pulled pack and pulled himself off of the limp apprentice, his blue orbs wavered with sadness and anger as he looked at the shadowclan apprentice "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, but in order for the innocent, the pure, to live on with a happy, non plauged life, your kind needs to be disposed of." he whispered, sadness dripped from the warriors words.
Cloudspots flicked his tail and sat himself down next to the Applepaw, still panting from the battle he just held "You were a very brave, loyal, warrior. You were just loyal to the wrong one." he sighed as he bowed his head and grieved for the apprentice "I'm sorry, I tried to make your death queck and painless...seems as tho my attempt was futile...May starclan always light your path young one." he whispered as he picked himself up with a grunt, his dappled fur matted with blood, his muzzle caked in blood, his claws stained with blood, and his heart drowned in grief as he padded slowly thorugh the battling mass of cats, unsure of weather or not he would win the next attack.
{Open once more}

[Mango]

Monsterpaw saw her long rival, Patchpaw. She narrowed her eyes and prepared to attack a growl coming out from her
Patchpaw mocked," Well-Well- if it isn't miss Monsterkit!"
She snarled," It's Monsterpaw!" She spat angrily
Patchpaw tipped his head," Oh really?! But you were exiled from Shadowclan?"
She snapped," I joined Windclan!"
Patchpaw sneered being his usually jackash self," Then why are you fighting Skyclan's little battle?"
She snarled," they Exiled me so I left and heard fighting so I came to help!"
Patchpaw snorted," Well then, I'll just quickly get rid of you...,"
Monsterpaw lunged at him catching him off guard and easily pinned him down," Hmm? Should I make this quick and merciful, wound you and let you go, or torture you to death? Here, I'll make a deal, if you side with Starclan then I'll let you go unharmed, but I kill you if your caught fighting against Starclan..."
Patchpaw spat," Never!" He heaved himself upwards, but failed.
Monsterpaw snarled and scratched his ear," What about now... I'll keep harming you until you surrender and join the light side!"
Patchpaw winced in pain.Darkforest, help me...
Monsterpaw sliced his other ear listening to Patchpaw's shrieks of pain, knowing he wasn't surrendering yet. She went for his tail slashing it up, then his belly, she sliced into his belly, the warm blood pouring out, not gushing oozing slowly," I presume you'd like to pick your death?"
Patchpaw was weak,"By recruiting you to the Dark side..."
She aimed a blow for his neck...(open)

[Fel]

Jinxflare had broken off small battles, running cats off. Now the ebony feline was out for another fight. This may have been her first big fight, but she wasn't intimidated in the least bit. His yellow hues were narrowed, scanning the clearing for anything or anyone. Although what she wasn't expecting was a feline hiding within the shadows near the dens. Her tail lashed before the warrior approached the Skyclanner. The clan that came in to their camp and wrecked havok on everything that they had worked up for.
Anger pulsed through her body, she didn't care who she was attacking now. "Coward!" she spat in the direction of Yarrowpounce, her paws hitting the ground with a slight force before she stood two tail lengths from the warrior. "How dare you clan come in and ruin everything! But even worse..." she flexed her claws, his ruffled pelt bristling "How dare you sit in the shadows while your clan mates die out in the battle!" she spat again, his yellow hues flames of rage as they bore down on the warrior.
Now the real question was what she would do now. She didn't know whether she'd wait for him to reply, or let him be. Perhaps she should simply end his life? To let his clan mates see Shadowclan wasn't going to show mercy to cowards and Starclan believers.

Rowanflower was lost in the battles, in the blood being spilled and the death of many- there were screams filling the air around him, and everything was a blur to him as he glided through the camp, searching with his eyes for an opportunity- one of bravery, of honor and justice. Ginger-colored fur blazed through the battlefield, and he didn't have a clue of what was happening anymore. He could hear his former mentor and his best friend, Grousestar, in the distance- they'd never worked out, but he... he didn't love him. He'd come to understand that he couldn't force himself to feel this... love, that he couldn't feel it. That was okay to him- he could still care for his clanmates, and his friends. Speaking of his clanmates, another familiar pelt flashed by his eyes- it was Yarrowpounce, one of the nicest cats he'd ever met- and he was being verbally attacked, by a young warrior around the same age as he was. Stalking towards the two, his hazel eyes flashed with purpose as he suddenly stood between the two, finding himself defending the tom against accusations of cowardice, of verbal harassment. "Not everybody's made for fighting, you know- why waste time making fun of a good cat if you can't recognize your own flaws, hmm?" He was done with these cold-hearted Shadowclan cats, who thought that they could do whatever they wanted without any repercussions under a fake leader. They'd given up on Starclan, and that made them wild, seemingly being without any restraint as they scorned the cats who died for their own clan, their own families and friends who resided in the stars.

[Casual Scribbles]

"stand beside you? I'll die before I do that! she snarled continuing to circle the tom. How dare he say these things. "Blazingnight taught me well as an apprentice, I don't need pitiful Starclan. We have survived without them, why change that now? Skyclan will be punished for attacking a clan that didn't need their help. Gorsestar has died already, it won't take much to do it again!" she growled. It was true. The new leader had already lost a life, although she wasn't sure how much longer Blazingnight would last. The last few moons she and the leader had grown close. Jinxflare would die defending the cat she thought as a motherly figure.

Burrpaw saw how much Jinxflare looked up to Blazingnight. His eyes softened, wishing he'd had someone to look up to. All he had was Swiftfang, whom Burrpaw so desperately wanted to make proud, but praise was rare, and even the most subtle hints of affection were rarer. Suddenly, the apprentice heard his mentor's voice. Swiftfang was not fighting for StarClan. Burrpaw could live with betraying him like that. But his mentor was ready to kill to defend what he believed in. The brown tabby tom froze, and time seemed to slow around him. Swiftfang is willing to kill to defend what he believes in... The realization struck him like a blow, and a fire burned in the apprentice's heart. This is how I can make him proud, if I can defeat Jinxflare, even if it means killing her, Swiftfang will be proud! Burrpaw certainly hoped so. "I will defend my Clan!" He roared, lunging at Jinxflare, fangs bared, ready to sink them into her neck. (Are you okay with him killing her? Or wounding her badly?)

[goddess of ducks]

With each cat’s remark, Mintpaw grew weaker and weaker in his defense, and he trembled a little bit as Bumbleleap pushed him down a notch, onto the sticky, blood-filled grass. “You don’t want to hurt me?” he echoed the other warrior, while flattening his ears. “I don’t understand! Blazingnight… and the black star? Wha-what’s all this about?” The apprentice questioned, scrunching up his face in slight confusion, as he had never heard of those viewpoints and stories before.

In all honesty, Mintpaw was so absorbed in his own business of training and hunting that he’d never really paid any attention to current events. He really didn’t mind Blazingnight taking over ShadowClan and always assumed it was for the better. But others were telling him otherwise…

He shivered involuntarily, wondering if the things he knew were all lies, or whether these cats were feeding him lies themselves. All Mintpaw knew was that he was desperately confused and overwhelmed; he wanted to find his family and friends for the sake of security; he was nowhere near the bouncy and outgoing tom that he usually was.
Maplefall
Robinblaze nodded to the other warrior. He fixed his green orbs onto the apprentice before him. "Look, we really don't want to hurt one of our own Clanmates. If you'll listen to our reasoning, that, that is how we'd prefer to work this out. But Blazingnight is power hungry. She wants the fame, the control. She does not care as much about each warrior as an individual. She doesn't care how many of her warriors die, just as long as she keeps her power." He explained calmly to the apprentice. If he could get her to see the truth, then he wouldn't need to spill innocent blood, and that would at least help a little for his day.

[SuspiciousMindz]

Rowanflower was lost in the battles, in the blood being spilled and the death of many- there were screams filling the air around him, and everything was a blur to him as he glided through the camp, searching with his eyes for an opportunity- one of bravery, of honor and justice. Ginger-colored fur blazed through the battlefield, and he didn't have a clue of what was happening anymore. He could hear his former mentor and his best friend, Grousestar, in the distance- they'd never worked out, but he... he didn't love him. He'd come to understand that he couldn't force himself to feel this... love, that he couldn't feel it. That was okay to him- he could still care for his clanmates, and his friends. Speaking of his clanmates, another familiar pelt flashed by his eyes- it was Yarrowpounce, one of the nicest cats he'd ever met- and he was being verbally attacked, by a young warrior around the same age as he was. Stalking towards the two, his hazel eyes flashed with purpose as he suddenly stood between the two, finding himself defending the tom against accusations of cowardice, of verbal harassment. "Not everybody's made for fighting, you know- why waste time making fun of a good cat if you can't recognize your own flaws, hmm?" He was done with these cold-hearted Shadowclan cats, who thought that they could do whatever they wanted without any repercussions under a fake leader. They'd given up on Starclan, and that made them wild, seemingly being without any restraint as they scorned the cats who died for their own clan, their own families and friends who resided in the stars.

A flash of fur caught her attention and her fur bristled more as she stared at the feline to interrupted. His words bothered Jinxflare. "Stop trying to be a hero for a cat who shouldn't be living. If he's not meant for fighting, he doesn't belong here," the young ebony warrior hissed. His eyes flashing as the rested on the ginger warrior standing between them. Another cat thinking that'd be safe with their starclan 'ancestors' looking down on them. Foolish. "I wouldn't waste a mousetail on that scrap of fur," she sneered, gesturing towards Yarrowpounce, her verbal threats not ceasing. Although her posture straightened as she stared at the Ginger warrior. "So," she flexed her class, knowing well where this was headed. "What are we going to do now? You can walk away now, or fight for that coward," her voice was suddenly scary calm. Her hues were shimmering both with rage and urging the warrior to fight. Although it was up to him.

[Fel]

A flash of fur caught her attention and her fur bristled more as she stared at the feline to interrupted. His words bothered Jinxflare. "Stop trying to be a hero for a cat who shouldn't be living. If he's not meant for fighting, he doesn't belong here," the young ebony warrior hissed. His eyes flashing as the rested on the ginger warrior standing between them. Another cat thinking that'd be safe with their starclan 'ancestors' looking down on them. Foolish. "I wouldn't waste a mousetail on that scrap of fur," she sneered, gesturing towards Yarrowpounce, her verbal threats not ceasing. Although her posture straightened as she stared at the Ginger warrior. "So," she flexed her class, knowing well where this was headed. "What are we going to do now? You can walk away now, or fight for that coward," her voice was suddenly scary calm. Her hues were shimmering both with rage and urging the warrior to fight. Although it was up to him.

"...Yarrowpounce is one of the kindest, most helpful, amazing hunter that I've ever met, excuse you." Rowanflower snorted, his eyes narrowing. "And by your criteria, I'm simply fighting for my clanmates- what shame is there for that? Unlike you rats, I care for every single one of my clanmates, no matter where their strengths lie." Hissing towards Jinxflare's demeaning attitude, he couldn't help but feel like he had to be a hero today. He wasn't the bravest cat either, being somebody who investigated instead of rescued, somebody who liked to think before he talked. Why he felt this type of obligation was unknown to himself- maybe the setting, or the opportunity which was provided to him. Whatever it was, he was finally becoming the hero he'd heard about in nursery tales, a cat who could be respected by his clanmates. "So yes. I'm fighting for him."

[lost]

Blazingnight pulled backwards as the shecat lunged forward in fury. She'd half expected that, the rage fueling her, though she was caught off guard that it was the chest she went for. She supposed that she shouldn't be surprised Scorchflake wanted to kill her, afterall she'd just killed a clanmate. Her ows claws searched for the other's pelt, slicing against shoulders and chest before she pushed away again. She huffed, her head swirled and she felt sick. Her head hung a little as she watched the other cat. Blood dripped into her left eye, and she raised a paw to whipe it out furiously. "That's not clanborn. He was a traitor." She snarled, her tail could no longer make the effort to lash behind her. Blazingnight felt the panic and fury that Grousestar had felt moments before. She knew this life was coming to an end, and she had to make the most of it before she was forced to move onto the next in a white cloud of pain. With a hiss she lunged for the other cat. Her claws outstretched and her own aim now for the tan cat's neck. If that's the goal Scorchflake was searching for, Blazingnight wouldn't deny her it. One of them would die, or both of them. But only one of them would wake back up after dying, and that was her. The dark tabby had nothing to lose, her clan was strong and winning. The other was already weak from one battle and their precious leader had made his first trip to Starclan. Her teeth flashed in the sunlight as she made her attack, her eyes once again lively and fierce as she readied to hit her opponent and end this battle. Though she had made her move carelessly. She'd made the lunge knowing if she died, she'd come back. So she hadn't protected herself as she lunged, she had gone all out to make her attack work rather than making it safe.
Everything seemed to slow, just as it had when she watched Blazingnight kill Grousestar. Her eyes snapped to the claws aiming for her neck, and she examined it, noticing the flaws. It was careless, unconsidered. Blazingnight was putting all her faith in the fact Scorchflake would die, and so, the tan she-cat bent her body, twisting around the striking blow and reached her head forward, bringing her jaw closed on her neck. She didn't go as deep as she thought, so she brought her claws up, trusting them to rip into the flesh of her chest. There was a stinging in her own chest and side as she realized she didn't escape the deathly attack either, though hers was very minor compared to what she had given her old leader. During this time she didn't consider how awful it was for her to crave the death of her best friend. She hadn't thought of how cruel she was, but as her teeth sank into Blazingnight's neck, as her claws pierced her chest, there was a sick satisfaction washing over her. Her best friend would die at her paws, and she was pleased.
That's what the leader had done to her. Turned her into a monster who killed, happily. But, it was for the good of the clan. Finally, Scorchflake ripped herself away and stared at Blazingnight, watching her with a strange calmness about her. The anger was still evident, but it was such a peaceful hatred, it seemed unreal. "The only traitor here is you."